. ‘Ajay ‘abhi toh shuru huyi hay meri jaan.. ‘ bol kar mom ki hoth me kiss karne laga.. Aur dono haato se unki gand ko mashal na shuru kr dya.. ...agad ragad kr mom ki gand ko lal kar diya. Bola ‘kabhi ramesh ne teri gand mari hya?’ bolte hi apna godi pe mom ko utha kar apna lund unki gand pe daal diya. ,Mom chikh vi nhi payi. Ajay ne haat se unki muh babd kar rakkha tha. Isi tarha woh karib 29min tak mom ki gand mari..Phir khara ho kar apna lund mom ki muh pe daala aur paheli bar uska lund mujhe. Of course, we'd use the normal electric grid for most of our power needs ... at least until Navajo Renewable Power was up and running.I say 'we, ' but of course, I had nothing to do with it. Io came up with the plans and talked to a 'green' architect firm from Denver. They had contacts with a 'green' electrical engineer, and so on. I didn't know it was 'Saint Paddy's Day' already. All I knew was that it was going to be among the first of its kind, and we were going to get written up in one of. "Oh my god your huge" really I'm not like a porn star or something but I do have a big dick. I just answered "chicken?" liking the fact that she had little room to go verbally without loosing face. Jen: "uh I haven't ... um"me: "ok I'll leave now, you can chicken out or follow me" I though if I let this go on it might turn into k**die chatter and I like using the element of curiosity. I moved my fingers between tess's legs touching about where I suspected her clit was and softly moving back. As the intensity tapered off, I looked around again. Alison was still helping the woman find a pair of shoes. Two more customers had come in, and Martina was still tweaking the shirt display. And I was feeling mostly sated and deliciously wicked. As the weeks went by, I got progressively better and better at controlling the little shudders and shakes, sighs, moans, groans, and sharp intakes that accompanied my illicit orgasms. I became an expert at cumming two or three times in a row, with.