5’4” height. Tar cheharao opurbo. Se besh boro golar blouse pore, ghore thakle niche kokhonoi bra pore na. Dui buker suronger majkhane ekti choto ...il sobsomoy-e drissoman.Tar sharir achol beshirvag somoy-e shorirer ekpashe jhule thake. Ma jokhon gheme uthe sharir achol die buk moche, ta dekhle je karori pant vije jabe. Amader seleta tar-amar nanir sathe thake. Ar meyeta ghumoi tar dadir sathe. Amra shami-stri alada ek ghore. Barite amader ghortai sobche boro, sathe attached bathroom. Rat-a. “I…. was looking for a gift. For… my mum.”‘FUCK!’“Really? Does your mother usually dress like a dominatrix?”Alex’s cheeks burned like hot coals as his face went flush with embarrassment. He was caught red handed and there was no explanation that would sound reasonable other than the obvious truth that he’d been perving on a library computer.Bethany pulled out the chair from the desk next to Alex’s and placed it adjacent to his. She plopped down on it. He pulled out and lay down on his back and got me to ride him reverse doggy while he held my hips and bounced up and down on his cock just like I'd done to my dildo hundreds of times before, before long I was having the most intense and amazing orgasm in my entire life as my still semi hard cock spurted cum in huge ropes all over my stomach and thighs and the bed and I clamped down on his cock hard while convulsing in orgasmic joy, he began to pull me down and pumped me hard for a few more. "I want all of them down, I don't care who's in therew, lean on them. My interest is for the gorl and i don;t want anyone walking away!" "What you going to do with that pop bottle?" the man in the back laughed. "I have to carry something" with all laughing.One by one, we made our way to the front door of this run down dump and up to the econd floor. "Ready?" big boy whispered.They all shook there heads and he run full blast at the door it busting in two pieces. In they went with shouting, my.