” Anil “esa mat bol, tera badan to bhot khubsurat , jawan aur garm hai.” ye bolte hue Anil ne Shekhar k band ankho ko chuma. Anil ” par tujhe ...hot taklif hogi yaar. to bhai hai mera.” Shekhar “Aj bhai ko kitna payar kar sakta hai dekha de.” Shekhar ne bolte hue apna hant Shekhar k underwear me badaya aur ander hanth dal kar Anil ka garam dehakta hua LUND hant me pakad liya. Anil ka lund itna itna mota ho chuka tha k Shekhar k muthi me nhi aa raha tha. Shekhar ka hanth lagte hi Anil k muh se. I live in New York with my family and go to school. This say began like every other with me going to school bored and coming home bored. My friend for a few years, Adam, was a bit shorter than me with dark brown hair, brown eyes and a nice tan. Me and Adam were walking through my neighbourhood when he told me about a girl who lives nearby who wanted to meet us – Adam had met her over the internet. I joked with him arguing she was probably actually a 60 year old paedophile but he said she had. We made a trip to the supermarket and replaced all the canned food we had eaten and left some extra - just because. When we arrived there were a few beers in the spare refrigerator on the porch. I left a full case of each three different brands and a case of wine coolers.I made sure the dune buggy and the jet skis were also filled to the brim with gas. Then we made one more walkthrough just to make sure we had missed nothing. We took Dad's pickup with the beach access tags for one last ride on. We both moaned and my hands dropped to her ass and I squeezed. Holy shit it was still as good as I remembered. Kerry’s hands hooked inside my jacket and pulled it off me and then ran over my chest outside my shirt. “Someone's been working out" she whispered, her hands running down over my toned stomach and rubbed at my bulge. I reached down and pulled her dress up around her waist and then she abruptly pushed me way so she could unbutton my fly and tug down my trousers and underwear. “Oh my.