Balki har mard ka lund jisko dekhke pant se bahar aane lagta hai woh aurat hu. Mere gore-gore bade stann aur meri matakti gaand ke sabhi deewane hai.M...re pati ‘Ghosh Babu’ meri chut ki garmi nahi nikaalte to mujhe doosre mardo ka sahara lena padta hai. Jo bistar mein mujhe achi tarah pel sake. Ab main shuru karti hu apni agli kahani. Ye kahani meri pichli kahani ‘Complaint Karne Jaane Se Leke, Chudai Ki Class Tak’ ka teesra part hai. Is part ka maza lene ke liye pichle parts. Nicked and scarred from numerous angry cues and left to burn cigarettes, the table's cloth was well brushed and the solid surface still ran true. If anyone besides Carol and the bartender had been there, I'd have looked for a game.Instead, I sat at the bar next to Carol. The bartender stood before us and waited. Tall and lean, he wore faded jeans and long sleeved shirt, laundered until it was hard to discern its original green and red checkered pattern. Standing silently behind his grizzled. He asked if he could get some water from the kitchen, to which I said absolutely, & he excused himself while Sara & I kept smoking. It was pretty blatant that hed already done a fair dose before coming to our place – dude was SPUN already. Sara was amused by just how easily she got him hot & ready to go. Dont start something if youre not gonna finish it, I said playfully. She chuckled, Oh, Ill finish it! If he ever gets back in here, I was already planning on relieving some of that frustration. And I said I did. She started fucking me hard, closed her eyes, grab her nipples and then came hard on my dick. It was the first time some had ever squirted on my dick while fucking me. I came so hard.After we caught our breath, she looked at me and said if you really mean you won’t get mad or be upset when I get fucked. You know I am going to because sometimes I cannot help myself when my pussy takes over. I said no I won’t be mad or upset. She said then, I will do anything special you.