I sometimes more often then not write in the first person as i think it can make a story more relatable to a person whom chooses to reads my stories. ... remain fully aware that this isn't always welcomed by people, but i can and do try different ways of expressing ideas as opposed to box myself into one way for everything.*Anyway now that i no longer need to explain my actions via messages here is my attempt at another story..A few weeks ago i was at a bar with friends. Talking and exchanging. . it's between the two of us."Carlton shot a look to Glen and then back on me."Like hell it is ... Glen get back to the truck," he said, "I want you to get the tools and finish the railing by the porch."Glen stood there not eager to give up a blow job."No ... like I said, she wanted it and I'm on break."Carlton stood his ground and damn he looked pissed like he'd beat Glen up. He had to be jealous, he just had to be and I felt my body shiver and my bikini bottoms go damp just at the thought of. She simply stripped off her clothes, folding them carefully and putting them on the dressing table, as if it were the most habitual procedure in her life. Then she pulled the duvet back and lay down on the sheet to watch as he undressed rather more slowly than she.David climbed on to the bed and they restarted the mutual hand jobs that had been their usual evening entertainment until David moved down the bed and leant over her cunt to open it with one hand and start to lick along the slit.“No,”. . Kuch der mw hi aunty ki saadi niche gir gai aunty ne andar peticote pehna thaa mene unke peticote ka nada bandne kibjagah se andar haat dalkar unki jango ko sehlane lga aur nabhi ko chuse jaa raha thaa.. .. Sach me agar aap logo ko chudai ka pura mazaa lena hai to sach kehta hu ki aap log koi ek balck beauty ko hi pakde sabse jyada sex unhme hi bhara hota hai….Mene ab peticote se haat hata diya aur nadaa kolne lagaa .. Kuch hi der mw nada kulkar peticotr jamin par gir padaa.. Aur aunty mere.