Mere ghar me sirf teen Jane rahte hain. Mere dad(50 yrs), meri mummy leela (45 yrs) air main.Aap sab to jante hi hai ki ek south Indian aurat ka figur... kaisa hota hai. Bade Baal , tight boobs , mast gaand aur Lund chuswane layak muh. Usi tarah meri mummy ka figure bhi kuch aisa hi tha- unke chuche is umar me bhi ek dam tight hai aur jab bhi chalti hai to gaand aur boobs aise uchalte hai ki kisi ka bhi Lund khada hojaye. Meri mummy ka figure -(36b-38-40) hai aur koi ek baar dekhle to Lund hilaye. O sune khub rege gelo tarpor bohu koste oke manalam. Er por hothat kore or phone number chailam amra erpor theke ekjon arekjon k message or call kortam oke vuleo sex er katha boltam na tarpor ekdin or sathe meet korlam or bari amar college er e khub kache chilo ami or sathe ekt apublic place e dekha korlam tarpor or sathe sondhe bela ghurlam ar tiffin korlam er por ami oke bollam or bari niye jete kintu o raji holo na or barite anek lok thake ei vabe amader alap cholte cholte ami ekdin or sathe. ......................................................................................................Coming home one day I found my flatmate Tan going through my bathroom cabinet. This is the story that followed. Tan is 34 and I was four years older and that is why we got on so well we looked after each other, she would often parade around in her undies, except for when her boyfriend came around that is.“Shit Barry you scared the daylights out of me! Sorry, I’m out of razors and I need to. When I touched my skin -gingerly to avoid brushing my breasts asbest I could- I found it felt rubbery, thick. What I could feel of itanyway. The skin of my hands was even thicker than the skin on my chestand that seemed to reduce my sense of touch.The hands themselves were wide hairy-knuckled things; a stubby thumb andthree thick, green fingers ending in dirty yellow claws. They hung atthe end of inhumanly long green arms corded with twining muscle and darkveins. The tops of my arms were.