Ek din mera ek frnd mere ghar aaya aur vo mere ghar pr mere saath ruk gaya raat me uska (girl) ka caal aaya aur meine apne frnd ko de diya baat krne k...liye aur bol diya ki usse bol de ki mein soo rha hu usne usse baat kr k caal kaat di aur mujhse bolne lga ki vo mujhe bahut chahati hai .To meine apne frnd se bola mazak mat kro aur kabhi usko dekha hai vo kitni moti hai . To vo kehne lga ki moti ha to kya hua sex krne krne k liye best hai aur mujhse kehne lga ki use propose kro aur kuch din baad. Feeling hornier than ever, Chelsea grabbed Anne’s hand and placed it on her cock, noticing that her hand barely reached around the girth of her cock made her smirk as she started to move Anne’s hand up and down on her cock. Anne took off her bag with her free hand and started taking her top off and her pants. Chelsea was all too happy to oblige, and nearly ripped Anne’s bra and thong off the poor girl. “My god, she is hung and jacked like a mule!” Anne thought to herself, and started stroking. His eyes went wide as he felt patches of lines along her back, scars from wounds unknown. He clutched her to him tighter, burying his face into her hair. She rested against his chest, listening to his rapid heartbeat, and felt a flash of heat rush to her lower body as she felt something hard against her stomach. Her fingers played with the top buttons of his shirt and once she loosened five from their slots, she slipped a nervous shaking hand in to feel along his chest. He gasped at the sudden. Tum mere ghar aana, main tum se chudwa kar poora maza loongi aur tumhein bhi ko khoob maza aayega. Conducter ne ek taxi bula kar hum dono ko bithaya aur usko mere ghar tak ka kiraya bhi de diya. Phir wo dono muskurate huye humein bye bye karne lage. Uske baad conducter mauka pate hi mere ghar aa jata tha aur Neha ki khoob jam kar chudayi karta tha. Neha bhi us se poori tarah mast ho kar chudwati thi. Neha ko conducter ka lund bahut jyada pasand aa gaya tha. Wo ab kisi doosre mard ki talash mein.