” Jennifer threw her arms out to indicate all the ladies “ ... have been planning how we can do our wedding.” Jennifer’s face was beaming from...ear to ear.“Uhh do I get any say in this?” I asked.“Nope, just be there and say ‘I do’.” Jennifer said with a giggle. “Of course you do, silly. It’s OUR wedding and while I have some ideas on what we could do, you need to agree.”I smiled and thought to myself ‘Just say “Yes dear” to anything you’re asked’. I smiled and Jennifer wanted to know what I was. Ian and Herb who were seated at the back of the bus kept their opinions to themselves but, as always, nobody paid them much attention anyway. Ian closed his eyes letting Herb amuse himself by softly caressing his cock as he drifted off to sleep.The sun sank below the mountain tops and soon they were travelling the road in darkness. Excitement became replaced by tiredness and as the bus turned off the paved highway and began to bump its way along the dirt roads all but the driver joined Ian in. I can’t believe it. She loves pain but worries that she might hurt me by being too rough with my dick. I tell her it’s attached and she should give that bad boy a nice hard squeeze. She does, still a little worried but getting into it more and more. As she strokes it, it gets harder and harder until it feels it’s about to burst. Then she starts, damn she’s good. She lowers her head to my lap and sticks her tongue out. She runs the stud in her tongue all around the head and underside of my dick.. Mu pacharili mom esabu kan heba?mom kahile to baba mote crash kariba bele first breast re lotion lagai chipanti tapre garam hela pare sex oil penis re mari sex arambha karanti. Tapre mu pacharili tahele tume tanku kanhiki capsule neba pain kahuthila.mom slight ascharjya hei kahile “how do you know my boy”?mu kahili mom baba jiba dina tumaku kitchen re gehila bele mu dor ra hole basi dekhuthili.mom kahile u nauty boy.mu tike hasi deli.tapare mom mote guide kariba start kale.kahile first of all.