Naresh bola abbe tere samne to bethi hai.fir ush ne muje dikhaya to me dekhta hi rah gaya wow kya payal bhabhi the.payal bhabhi jesi biwi to kisi nash...b wale ko mil sakti hai.Pink saree or pink color ki blauj me bahot bahot hi sunder lag te the.me to unhe dekhta hi rah gaya.to naresh bola abe unshe milega ya nahi sirf dekhega hi.fir mene naresh she kaha tu nashib dar hai jo tuje yesi biwi mili hai.to ush payal bhabhi ke najdik me bethe kisi 1 ne halke se kaha par payal nashib dar nahi hai ush. Cris is calling to her in a low, whispering voice.“Kitty, my air conditioner is broken. Can I sleep with you?”At the sound of Cris’s voice Kitty turns almost rigid in bed she is so nervous. She is afraid to answer. She is afraid of her own desires, her own needs, her own fantasies. Cris walks over towards the bed in her light blue nightie. To Kitty, in the dim light, Cris seems like a vision, like one of the girls from her naughty dreams. Cris hears no reply.Cris whispers again very, very. And she paid for it, too. Good thing, since I didn’t have much in the way of greenbacks. We went back to her place, which was a nice Colonial house on the better side of town, and began making out on her couch?and then she unzipped my pants and gave me a long, sloppy blowjob, followed by a really excellent massage on her Princess bed. I wanted to reciprocate, but she would have none of it.?I like serving a man? Gillian had said, shyly. I was totally grooving on her beautiful body. Round pink. I would like to say nowthis story is based on truth. So allow me to begin totell you all on how it came about me becoming Casper’slittle slut.As I was growing up as a little girl I have always hadan affinity towards dogs, they just seem to get me ifyou can understand that and as I was growing up Irelied more and more heavily on my Alsatian Casper. Ihave been lucky enough to have Casper since I was 7years old. Casper and I did everything together, heslept in my bed with me, ate dinner with me,.