8 inch thaAur vo muje uske upar ane ko bola aur me apne underwear ura baniyan nikalke uske upar aya uske upar sogaya ho god us waqt o am in the heaven...wow wath a feeling uske boobs was pressing against my chest and hum dono 3 rounds mara bad me o jaldi churu karne ko bola aur aur me bola ki itni jaldi kya he mera phehe.A chudai he thoda maza tho lu aur ho kaha ki usko mera dad ne chona hi band kardiya aur ho sex karke kam sd kam 1 mahnie hogaya he aur me nahi ruka uska boobs phele tight tha bab. . And this is the first i am writing down my story, so if there is any mistakes please forgive me. Let me tell about myself, i am 21 yrs old normal physique without any six packs.. If any girls like to become friends pls email me The story is about my aunty , she is 38 yrs old, fair complexion, good looking, and with a stats of 34-30-36. She always wears saree at home and in that she looks mouth watering… She wears her saree well below her navel and sometime low cut blouse.. When she sits down. ”“Plain?” I frowned. “You’re beautiful. Like the canyonlands at dusk.”She smiled hugely. “Really?” My daughters had heard countless times that they were beautiful, smart and talented. I’d always said the words sincerely. But this time, they came freighted with new meaning.“Really.” Leaning over to kiss her collarbone, I felt her shiver against my lips. “Brown and warm and utterly beautiful.”“Do that again,” she sighed.“What, here?” I smiled, and kissed lower, closer to the notch of her sternum,. I introduced the team that would be running the store, from Mrs. Hernandez down to every part-time worker. We toured the store, the wide aisles, the well-stocked shelves, the shining produce department, the state of the art butcher shop.The media was suitably impressed and the clips looked good on television. There was a crowd standing at the door an hour before we were scheduled to open. Mrs. Hernandez and I stood at the entrance and welcomed as many as we could, personally, giving them.