Please excuse my mistakes in writing as it’s my firat time and have fun :)I will begin my story without further ado.This is my story when I was in R...ssia as a student and lived in a hostel. Boys and girls all lived together, right next to each other’s room. I am a brown guy, average height, commanding voice and like to lead people. I had a girlfriend, she was from Mumbai.Let me describe her.She had an apple bottom ass, medium breasts but not small! She was my junior and I made her mine.She was. I could feel my wetness dripping out of me and I let my hands go off and dip it into the dampness on the slips of my pussy. I brought my fingers to my mouth and tasted myself.I heard his zipper slide down and I looked to see him pull out his hard dick. It seemed to me bigger than before I could feel the tip of him against my entrance and I knew that this fact was true.He shoved in, burying deeply inside me he started to move, filling me, as I had never before experienced. The way he moved. I know there's nobody else in the office; even the janitors have left for the day. You've helped make this a suffocating place to work in. Now feel what it's like for the rest of us." In less than a minute, Jenna is reduced to clawing weakly at the cord around her neck. Her face is red and her eyes are glazing over. Ronnie finds herself getting excited by the power she holds over Jenna's breath and life, and decides to make it last a little longer. "Would you like to have one more breath?" she. Aap mujhe bahut ache lagte hain. Main aapke liye wohi red bra pehenke aayee hoon. Aapko isme doodh bahut tasty lagega. Sir, have some patience. I’m in love with you. I wore that sexy red bra for you. You’re going to tast some lovely milk when you remove it jaane-man. Itni garam ladki ko aaj tak maine apne car me nahin bithaya. Tum pehli ho. Aur main biwi ka doodh pee pee kar thak gaya hoon. Mujhe aur garam, fresh butter milk chahiye. Raat ko Sher Singh ke saath meeting hai. Uske baad uske 5.