Ek din evening me us ka phone aaya, wo gusse me mujse boli, ke tumm mere or apne barey me kis kis ko bta rhe ho. maine kha kisi ko nhe, to wo kehne la...i ke aaj coaching center pe kuch boys tuhara naaam le le kar meri or ishare kar rhe they maine phir kha ke m kisi se kuch nhe kehta, phir wo boli ke tum kisi or ladki k sath ho kya aajkal, maine kha nhe to us k baad us ne phone cut kar diya, mujey tension hue maine apne friends se enquiry karne ko kha.muje mere friends ne bataya ke wo ladka jo. ? Mark studied the girl attentively. Her long black hair that was a nice contrast to her white skin. Her body was slim, fragile and her dark eyes were emphasized by the deep by the dark circles around them. It must have been quite some time since she had been sleeping in a soft bed and eaten a decent meal. The girl attacked the plate fervently and wolfed down all the food with a great appetite. Even if she didn?t like the wine too much ? Mark told her that regrettably, no, he didn?t have any. I could achieve this by looking at her ass when she bent down to pick up something. I was so turned on to her. A few days past. It was now the weekend and my friend Henry went to the cottage with his dad. Henry was an only child. Susan stayed home because she had lots on for to do. For some strange reason I still went to her place and knocked on the door.“Umm, hi Susan. Is Henry home?” I said stuttering and I had a hard time looking at her in her deep blue eyes. “Oh no you just missed him he. Betty abruptly went silent and rigid, trembling. Inside her body, the younger woman's hand was being crushed be her pussy's orgasmic convulsions. Betty stared blankly at the ceiling and trembled, every nerve in her body screaming in celebration.Frank roared. He jammed his wife down roughly into his groin and began pumping his essence into her molten core.Her husband's trembling passion predictably forced Helen past the crest of bliss and into her own screaming climax. Her arms were craned.