Leora ignores him. She usually does, the silly little thing. Masha is laughing at the pup while looking at her cell phone. Both girls are on their pho...es. They've been giggling at something a friend sent to each of them.Masha is a good friend. She's Leora's rebel chum. Her hair is dyed pink and cut short this week. It changes often with her mood. Leora loves her own long brown hair. She spends hours brushing and combing to make sure it's just right. Perfectly straight and glossy. The mirror is. She could feel the girl's hot breath on her pussy mound and wanted to shout out that she was not that kind of woman but suddenly she was all tingly down below and it must have shown in her eyes because the older woman pulled her companion back up in an upright position startling her awake not knowing exactly where she was or where she was going.The stagecoach right at that moment came to a shuddering halt just as they reached the crest of a rise curving into the brown-tinged Gila River crease. It became obvious we were meant to be together, so it was no surprise when Sandra answered 'yes' to the question 'will you marry me?'Our wedding day was a joyous occasion to say the least. It was almost three years to the day since Sandra and I met. I was 23 and Sandra was 25. Our parents were all there and actually seemed proud of us. Everyone wished us the best for our future. Our future seemed so bright I had to wear shades. Sandra looked ravishing in her wedding gown and long train. It. Chinaaal raaand aaj mai teri choot ka bhosda bana dunga… mai bhi ramesh ke lund ke jazbe bhare jhatke ka intezaar karte boli… tod dalo meri izzat wali choot ka darwaza ramesh… ramesh ke chahre per aisa laga ke jaise wo koi bada wazan utharah ho… phir meri aankho mein ghoorte hue ramesh ne ek zor daar jhatka lagaya aur meri choot ke darwaze ko todta hua meri choot ki aakhri had tak dakhil hogaya aur apne hindu lund ke balou se meri choot ko dhank liya..mere mun se ek zor ki hichki nikli aur mere.