Mouka accha tha mane apne page pe usko wish kiya so was impressed n happy sb hum regular baat karne lage usne apna number share kiya ab baat to whats ...pp pe hone lagi.Ek din maine just baat baat main usse uska pic manga n usne send kiya main dekhta hi rah gaya. She is damn hot, awesome figure 34-34-36 ka usne sari paheni thi wo bhi halki pink color ki jisme uska cleavage saf dikh raha tha maine jam ke tarif ki wo khus hui aur maine uski age puchi she said 35 mujhe yakeen nahi hua 35 main hi. It felt soft and good. She let go a bit but I did not. I was holding her at the back firmly and beginning to move my hand, feeling the nice contours of her waist and back. It made me feel much better."Please don't go yet" I begged her, "It's been so nice of you to come."I put my face against the side of hers and felt the softness of her hair, there was a nice smell. She knew which perfume to wear. I felt good and happy.The next thing I knew is that we were on the sofa and I was embracing her. Giggle. “You like that. Look at all the juice you’re leaking.” Then heat and wet and ‘Mmmmmm’.I was loaded. Really loaded. “Lena ... too much. I’m...”“Mmmmmmm” and her head nodded. She said something, muffled because her lips stayed closed around my shaft.“NNnnghghhh!” and I exploded. Her tongue kept time with my spurts, pulling me along with her gentle suction until I – my entire existence – was contained in a stream of fire.I thought she’d quit. She didn’t quit. Kept sucking. Part of me. Steve knew from the information that he already had that Mike was an orphan and pretty much a loner. The small second bedroom was used as a study and contained all of Mike's personal paperwork and a bunch of bills. He scanned through the documents but there was nothing there to help him; still, he put them in his briefcase for later review. He fired up the computer and the cursor flashed and then an alert came up on the screen that said 'insert system disk'. The hard drive had been wiped clean.