“Viktor?” I greeted and shook his hands.“Would you like a bier?” he asked as he walked to the small kitchen. I said yes, as I quickly glanced ...round the hotel room that was like a one bedroom apartment with a small kitchen, and a separate bedroom from the front room.“So how did you meet Niklas?” Viktor asked as we sat beside each other on the sofa.“We met on the bus.” I said, as I was thinking to myself that this couldn’t be happening.“Niklas has good tastes.” He smiled as he drank his beer and. Helen streched forward.-John! Liza's voice was sharp and loud.Helen's eyes met Liza's as she took a firm grip around John's cock. Once more John pushed her hand aside.-I said no.-So ... because your wife doesn't like when another woman wants to play with your cock ... You're not the head of the family, are you? Liza decides everything ...-No, she doesn't. I am the one to decide.-Then it is ok for me to play with your cock, Helen insisted as she stretched forward once more, taking a grip around. She had jeans on that were slightly tight, snug, if you will. Her hair was tied back, but still was very beautiful. Dirty blonde, with streaks of brown coloring. Her face was smooth and her complexion was good for a white girl. Her eyes were green, and I know I'm going to be cliche, but they were green like emeralds. She looked like a woman that I could appreciate, respect, and get to know. Not to mention I was more attracted to older girls due to the fact I looked 15 or 16.It was a bold. The following story is completely about Love between mom and son, it happen in Mumbai but now we are shifted to Tumakuru Karnataka. I hope you will like it and please do send your feedback to Hi friends mera naam Nazeer hai ab meri umar 23 sall hai. Mai Tumkur,karnataka ka rehnewala hun. Mere gharpe meri ma mai aur 3 saalki beti rehthi hai. Papa ki death hoke 6 saal hogaye. Maa ka naam Zareen haiUmar 42 Size 36-26-38.Meri mom jab mere papa mare jabse kuch gumsumsi hogayithi. Aur rathme mere.