Itna chudti hai ki tujhe apna lawda nahin khud ko ghsna padega uske bhosde main. Or agar kho gaya o hamen dhundna padega. Or sb hasne lage. Or waise b...i badi hai.Main badi ladkiyon pr line nahin maarta. Hamen to kacchi kaliyan pasand hai. Rohit:- wo pink wali ko dekh. Kaisi lag rahi hai? Kaise kamar matka matka k naach rahi hai. Hamare layak hai boss. Kya kehte ho doston? Main itne der se chup tha. Bol pada.Rohan:- choti chucchi wali hai. Lagta hai ladkiyan khud to slim rehti hain saath he. At first I was skeptical about her leading a cashda across the river while standing in the saddle, but she managed it with no trouble. We even had time to teach all the new mares about hobbles before lunch.Denac, Lanita, and I could do no wrong at lunchtime and it was obvious that the women involved made sure we had plenty to eat. I could tell they were all excited about what they figured was coming and I was happy about it. I knew that once they were riding, everyone else would want to do it. "Duncan, we shouldn't, we can't," she said but she was weakening and her pussy was getting damp."Perhaps we shouldn't but we can," said Duncan, slightly contradicting her."I am married and I am so much older than you," said Carol although that was maybe trying to convince herself rather than him."But you want to, don't you?" said Duncan, striking at exactly the right moment."Yes," was all that Carol could weakly respond.Duncan was thrilled but decided to give Carol a get-out clause, "Book two. As he stopped at the edge of the bed she pulled away from him slightly, her messy light brown hair framing her beautiful face as she flashed him a devilish smile. Her big, ocean blue eyes stared back at him in the dimly lit room, almost giving off their own light that seemed to illuminate her face.He was lost and powerless as he continued to hold her pale, naked body in his arms. Her full, tear dropped-shaped breasts hung softly on her chest, rising and falling with each breath. Her tiny pink.