Chodo. Aur zor se chodo. Kailash. Aah Kailash .”He pumped with all his strength. He pushed it inside out. And his cock’s entire length went inside...and humped me like a whore. I was enjoying with a man old enough to be my father.He too had never experienced a horny girl like me. A girl so hot to be his bed mate. He pumped me till I pleaded again to stop . It was too much for me.After that day, whenever his wife is not around, he comes down and fucks me. And poor Deepak gets to screw me only once. Usna nicha sa itana acha sa suck kaar rahe thi ki pucho maat.Main discharge hona wala tha main usa kha ki dischage hona wala hu usna kaha muh main he ho jayo usna ik ik bund tak pi gayi.Then main uska clothe utaar ka kiss suru kiya unsa white bra and brown panty pehani thi kya mast lag rah thi. Main uska nicha suck karna laga. Main madhos ho raha tha. Uski choot ki smell sa.5 mint ki baad vo panni chod gayi woh akada lagi.Main samaj gaya usna kaha ki ab or maat tadpayo bus jaldi sa andher daal. The frustrated, but pretty woman looked at him and smiled. This madeGary feel happy. He took the brush from her hand, and showed her how todo it. "Like this, with long flowing strokes, not short stubby ones. Youneed to let the paint do the work, not the brush." You are a painter?" the woman asked."I was, once. A long time ago," Gary said, remembering into his cloudypast. "Among other things." Could you paint this?" the woman held out a computer printout of thewindow, with a wild-looking design. He tore off my baniyan and stripped off my lungi. He kicked me hard with rage and chucked me out. My terrified mother ran towards me as I fell down. It was a cold December mid night. After sending both of us out he shut the door with a loud thud. At the middle of the night there were no body to notice us. Mom removed her saree and covered me up. She helped me to get up and took me to our half constructed outhouse which had a spacious room to spend the night but no cieling. Mom covered me with.