Ab apni kahani shuru karta hoon me 9th ki vacation me hi bombay aa gaya tha bua ke waha, pehle to bahot mushkil hoti rehti thi gao se sehar me aake, l...kin thode dino me sab kuch sikh gaya, meri bua widhva thi aur yaha k ek bank me kaam karti thi,meri bua ki umar undino 40 years k i thi aur meri 14 aur 15 k bich me, woh ekdam gori , chiti aur katile badan wali aurat hain, unka figure, 38 32 38 hain, bade mamme aur bade chutad,woh jab chalti mano kya unke chutad aur mamme hilte me to dekhte hi. Helena dressed him and herself then opened the door. Seeing the goons Helena advised “Take your boss home, he does not know how to satisfy a lady.” and walked away. They took Franco back home in his car. He was too exhausted to say anything. They returned to Franco home. He got out of the car and went to his front door. He died on his door stop. It was reported as a heart attack.Helena returned to the supermarket and her basket was still sitting on the floor. She picked it up, finished shopping. ” I moved to him and lowered myself to my knees. “You want that big dick in your mouth again, don’t you?” He started to stroke his cock, and I watched as the foreskin slid back and forth over the head. “Yes, I do.” I muttered. Carl leaned forward, grabbed my hair and pulled my head to his cock, holding it inches away from my lipsticked mouth. “Tell me you want to suck it.” I hesitated, and he started slapping the head of his cock on my chin. “TELL ME!” I looked up into his eyes knowing how. She grunted with the effort, and my fingers dug into her thighs. I pushed, and pushed, and pushed, feeling - not for the first time, and certainly not the last - that I'd never been so hard or so horny as when Monica softly called my name. "Fuck me, Johnny," she whispered. Despite the refrigerator, the sweat poured down our muscles. "Fuck me, Johnny," she whispered. I slid my hand down her arched back and gripped her by the shoulder. "Unh," she grunted. "Right there." I thrust. "That's it." I.