The man whom he had previously identified as stalking him inched his way down the street, sticking close to the wall. A second man entered the street ...rom Mann's side, mimicking the first man. The second stalker, Mann correctly deduced made his way down the street and stopped just in front of his position. Both stalkers were searching for something, or someone, and Mann knew he was their intended prey. What the two men failed to realize was that the prey had become the predator; the hunters had. . what fuck it is… voon..fuck yor dil like that .. fuck your bitch.. that s it.. a dick must be like yours mamayya.. your son is also there, what is the use.. with four five strokes he is out..). I don’t know what she was mumbling.“Mamayyaaa… now this pussy is yours only.. when you fuck pole is moving in and out of my fuck hole, you know how much of joy I am getting..MMMM.. ahahah.. fuck.. fuck me you bastard.. fuck your bitch.. tear that cunt of mine.. voon.. yes.. yes.. like that... Dheere dheere main uske jism se khele ja raha tha aur who mere lund ko sehla rahi thi mera lund phir se tan gaya. Maine kaha saasu maa aab ready ho ja mere lund ke phatke khane ke liye. Pehle main apni 2 ungali uski choot mein dali dekha ki uski choot tight lag rahi thi kyu ki bohat mahino se sex nahi kiya tha. Maine socha yeh tho accha hai mere liye aur uske dono pairo ko fold kar ke, phaila ke ooper ki aur kiya aur kaha ke aaise hi rakhna, uski gaand ke niche ek takiya rakh diya taakhe ooper. His cock was very thick, but a little shorter than mine. I began to think about that beautiful cock more and more, but never thought about making a move. Not until a few months later when I learned something about Mike.We went to a basketball tournament and shared a room. We played like 3-4 games a day, and one day back at the room I laid down on the bed and fell asleep. I woke up alone in the room but I heard something. I could see Mike’s feet between the bed and the wall, and a brushing.