Another guy comes in alone orders a drink and stands at the bar next to me soon both of use being your normal guy's start shouting every now and agai... at some of the referee's decision which leads us into chatting to each other about the match.The game ends and we just keep on talking buying each other a drink talking where we come from what we work at just general conversation then we discover the bar shut's at 11pm but we're both not ready to call it a night so i say why don't you come back. Mere lund par hoto ki malish kar rahi thi sach batau is samay esa laga ki me swarg ki apsra ke sath kar raha hu didi wese bhi apsra se kam nahi thi . didi ki chut se pani nikalte hi mene uska pani sara chus liya . didi ki taraf sidha huwa mene apna lund chut ki diwar ke pas le jakar dhire dhire unadrDalne laga chut khafi tait hone ke karan nahi ja raha tha didi siskariya le rahi thi mene ek jor ka jhatka mara 1/4 hisa unadr chala gaya didi ke muhase jor ki chikh nikali mene apna muha uske muha. My attentive wife inquired as to my reasoning on the subject and I was sufficiently vague as to leave her with unsatisfied curiosity. I was certain it was not the last I would hear on the subject in full anticipation of my spouse interrogating me at her leisure when we were deep in the arms of love in nocturnal bliss. She had a keen sense of timing in such matters and would catch me out in dreadful lies or convince me utterly of the logic of her reasoning if I acceded to her wishes or that of. I'll be fine." I exchange asmile with my mother as I run upstairs to grab the stretchy legwear.Once we're back at Nicole's house, I change into my 'new' costume,putting my ballet uniform in a bag to take home at the end of the day.Nicole's swimsuit is a lot tighter than my leotard- or my schoolswimsuit, for that matter- but it still fits fine, and when combinedwith the black tights, tutu, wig and make-up, completes my 'evilballerina' look perfectly. I decide not to tell my friends about.