Wo hil gai. Fir mene apna hath uske top k andar daal dia. Or kuch soft soft feel kia. Guys they were boobs. Mene pehli baar boobs ko touch kia wo b na...ed. Bhot soft the yaar wo. Or garam b bhot ho rae the. Aisa lag ra tha kisi soft se garam egg ko hath me le rakha ho. Uska temperature bhot high ho rat ha. Fir meri ungli uske nipples pe gai. Yaar maza aa gya nipples ko chute e to. Woe k dum tight ho rae the or khade hue the. Jab m une hath laga ra tha to wo bilkul madhosh ho rai thi. Uske baal. So it was small time, so what? I would rather be a big fish in a small pond, and all that crappola. I was off duty and out celebrating with my family. My wife, my son, and my daughter...real normal, just sitting in a pizza joint, having a deep dish pepperoni with the salad bar (gotta watch the weight, you know), and some cold diet cokes. Did I mention that I was a diabetic? No? Sorry. I had let myself be maneuvered into violating a couple of cardinal rules for cops. I came out without my. The speed of his thrusts increased until all of a sudden he stopped, almost motionless. Short seconds later a wave of hot cum erupted from his cock, spraying and coating the inside of her pussy.He pulled his cock from her well used hole and without another word he turned and left the room. Bound as she was her legs forced apart by irons cruel embrace she could neither cover herself nor obstruct the flow of cum that had started to leak from her pussy.Workers in black jumpsuits entered the room.. It had been almost a year since I had left home and I was doing okay for myself. I had made my way to California on the money I had taken from my Dad and the I had taken a few jobs at fast food places. Of course there I learned that the managers were more interested in teaching me to cook then they were in serving up food. They paid me minimum wage and thought they got to fuck me as a bonus. I gave a couple of them hand jobs to keep them from firing me. Talk about fast service there.But one day.