Bra k upar se hi wo muje katne laga, boobs chusne laga, dabane laga. Pure k pure nichod k rakh diya.Fir dhire dhire niche sarakhne laga. Mai samaj gai...ab mere chut ka bhosda banane wala hai ye.usne mere chut ko chatne laga jor jor se panty k upar se hi. Ohhhh !!!! Kya sahi lag raha tha muje bohot maza aa rha tha.Fir usne panty utar di aur chut ko chatna shuru kiya, mai to moan krne lagi ahhhaa ahhaaa fir usne apni ek ugli mere chut me ghused diya aur usko andar bahar krne laga. Aisa krte krte. Losing no time, he stepped through, and to the shadows cast by the sun to the right of the arch. Moments later, Bronze strode angrily to the archway, leaving a corner of the garden McAllister hadn't marked.When he saw himself confront the god, McAllister made the exaggerated tiptoe out to the apple tree. Struggling not to laugh, he made the 'shush' gesture, and picked the apple from the tree, placing it in his pocket."We should return," he said silently, to the ivory baton. That it was still. He said many times.You see I had only showed him a picture of her and to him she looked like a fat granny but never says no to pussy. Well once Mr. Black noticed just how nice a set of 69 year old tithes can be, and when a bubble butt is about 8 inches away, it makes a man look at her age as only a number and want to fuck the holy shit out of her, He got as far as telling her rise her arms, in which she did. He like what he saw and that was it. All his blood from his brain went south to inflate. "The lights come on, I hear that roar... and I've found myself again." A furious bit of guitar strumming and then, "I've found myself again!"He stopped, taking a few breaths, the words he'd just composed running over and over in his head along with the melody."Yeah," he whispered, smiling, grinning from ear to ear in fact. "Fuck yeah!"He set the guitar down and walked over to the desk, pulling open one of the drawers. He took out a pen and a notepad and scratched out the lyrics he had come up.