Cleary the photos weren’t even worth getting anymore.Mr. Young was right: it was better to burn out than to fade away. Some things were better done ...n moderation.Pete finished his solo and Lara turned to me expectantly. I usually took over here and played a guitar solo for a bit. The frantic bass and drum riff was not really appealing at this late hour, though, so I shook my head. She frowned, gesturing for me to play.“Give us some guitar, Matt!” she cried into the mic.So that was that. I had. So i started making the drinks and then Mr. Rakesh called Soniya (his wife) bring that papers. then Mrs. Soniya arrived. she was stunning measured around 5.7 inch tall, 34 – 32 – 36 whitish.She handed over the papers to Mr. Rakesh and sat beside him. i greeted her normally and then we had our drinks. we have done with 2 pegs and i again begged Mr. Rakesh for pardon me, so he said Rajveer sign in this papers that you will take all responsibility to sell this machine to somebody else or i will. Down the other end Keith was enjoying a nice set of female lips around his penis knob, and boy did it feel sensuous. This meant that for the third time that morning his soft dick became a solid boner and began once again to get ready to have another good ol’ fashion spurt. Meanwhile Keith could also feel Gemma’s soft hands plying up and down his hairy legs with a nice smelling lotion she had brought along. The lotion and the feel of her hands over his bare skin were both also very sensuous. Wo rote hue boli “ please dekh mujhai chor dai mainnahin mana aur phir mai nai apne land ko thoda sa bahar nikal ke phir poori takat se andar dalte hue use chodne laga. Wo roye aur chillaye ja rahi thi ki “ kutte, bahut dard ho raha hai, mai mar jaoungee , oooohhh mummi bbaaccoooo, sssssssssaaaaaaa hhh iiiiii, mmmaarrrr dddddaaalllaaaaa re, ab mai kabhi bhi kissi se nahi chudwaoungi” to mene kaha “ sali ab dard ho raha hai uskai aanso per rehem kha kar main thori dair ruk gaya or usai deep.