Udaipur ek tourist place hai jaha me study karta hu do hafte pehle ki baat hai jab me apne dosto ke saath movie dekhne gaya celebration mall movie dek...ne ke baad hum log mall me hi ghumne lage tabhi meri nazar do foreigner ladkiyo par padi kya lag rahi thi ek dam mast uska fig to pata nai Par uske boobs bohot bade the aur uski gaand ek dam gol mene apne ek dost ko kaha chal undono ke saath flirt karte hai to usne pehle mana kar diya par jab zor dene ke baad vo maan gaya.hum unke piche piche. One slip, one promise could lock the maskback on for a month, a year, God for bid; a decade. In the spacebetween, if Ben died or moved away, wouldn't she be just as trapped?The real question in her mind as she fought with herself was Who do Ithrow off the cliff?The answer that almost always came back was Ahhh, that my dear girl isthe question of the century.These thoughts began to develop into a sort of plan. It was an ideathat held hope of giving her enough time to see what the future. “Come on then,” he called as he got out “we’re here and you don’t want to waste any time do you.”She got out of the car and followed him through a side door and along a narrow corridor. They went through a door at the end and she found herself in a porn shop. Bob led her over to the counter and the owner said “Well Bob, so this is her is it? Nice. Nice outfit and nice tits too. I might have a go myself later. Put her in booth four.”He led her across the room to a row of viewing booths and they. She thought about her first, her brother's big rod. This one was a lot better and it was still growing."Maybe later, Jim," she said as she pulled away and picked up a towel from the stack, a bit frightened by the size of his weapon.He followed her, eager and dripping.As she worked on her curly hair he moved in behind her and spread her feet, laying his wide ram on her butt crack and then sliding it down and inward. "Can you feel it?" he asked as his massive horn slipped between her sleek thighs.