Sravani okkasari ga ulikkipadindi nannu gattiga pattukundi nenu maatram boobs cheeku puku rub chestuuu unnaa.Chinnaga kindaki vacha tana pant drawer t...esi pakkana vesa.First time oka ammai puku chudadam baaga hair undi akkada(tanu shave cheyadu akkada )ika na valla kaledu direct ga puku ni nakadam start chesa “Chi entra akkada nakutunnav” andi .Kasepu aagu anna ika nakadam start chesa.Chinnaga puku kinda nundi paiki pai nundi kindaku baaga naakanu kasepu.Tarvata tana puku pedalanu separate. We quickly discovered that whilst we both enjoyed a drink, neither of us had ever enjoyed being drunk – a throwback to the athlete perhaps, or just that’s how we’d been brought up. I can actually count the number of times I’ve been blind drunk on the fingers of two hands, and I don’t think I’ve ever ‘not known’ what has happened of an evening. Yes, I’ve done some very stupid things under the influence of alcohol (mercifully most before the advent of social media and permanent record), but I. ” I said, “I know you are safe but do as I say.”And started fucking her face with full speed. She was trying to stop me with her hands, but was stop me or slow me down as I hold her tight by her hair and after a few strokes I cummed in her mouth. I released my cum in her mouth and she trying to throw it out of her mouth but I hold her nose with my other hand and said, “Drink it. Else you will die.” She was throwing her head left and right a little and saying no but I didn’t listen anything. I. I had a fetish for plastic pants. They feel so good against my skin, I just can’t help myself. He found my stash. I didn’t know what to say. I timidly gave a half nod and looked away.“Do you…like…um…need to…wear them?”I winced again. The seconds seem to take eons to tick by. “I, uh…oh, not really. I, oh…no, it’s not like that,” I replied as I was obviously sweating like crazy.He quickly tried to cover his tracks, “Oh, um, I’m sorry, I really shouldn’t have been looking there, it’s my.