.raj bhi masti main jhumne laga.uska mota,lumba kele jaisa 9 inch ka lundMere haathon main baith nahi raha tha……”jab main uska lund apne haathon...main le kar dabati thi to use bada maza aata tha” 10 min tak lund hilane k baad maine us se bina puche uska lund apne muh main le liya,or chusne lagi,”kabhi andar kabhi bahar,chuskiyan le-le kar main uska lund chus rahi thi”or who bhi maze se karah raha tha…”main apni jeebh se uska lund icecreame jaise chaat rahi thi”Thodi der baad jab maine fir se. In the last part, I mistype the place as Mahabalipuram instead of Pondicherry. After completing our play in the theater we went to ice cream parlor and had a chat about the play. Laxmi enjoyed a lot but she didn’t get full satisfaction so we planned to go Pondicherry after 2 weeks from the day.Then we got separated and returned to our home. After reaching home, I was thinking about the big day so I decided not to do hand-job till the day. Daily we used to speak and chat on mobile about the day. She doesn’t want to see you.”“Don’t you think she should be the judge of that?” I asked aggressively. “She’s not a child, in fact she’s got two grown children who are heart-broken that she’s abandoned them. If I am supposed to be violent, why would she cut herself off from them as well? You need to ask her that.”“Well, you’re not seeing her, and there’s no way I’m leading you to her. Go home. Leave her alone.”“Are you sure you’re not keeping me away out of fear she’d want to come back to me?. I knew they would be back again later. I was still flat on my ass with fresh frosting dripping from my face and tits. I thought things had gone pretty well so far. Some of the kids and the coach had brought out cameras in time to catch me getting both loads on film. I guess keeping this quiet was out. There were still plenty of rude and lewd comments flying around about my son blowing a load in my mouth and of course the facial. Pretty common for this type of activity. Just about everybody was.