Gilepan ke karan meri ungali thodi gand me ghus gayee ungali ghuste hi wo kasmakasahat karne lagi. Wo tadap kar aage khiski jis wajah se ungali gand k... chhed se bahar nikal gayee aur mud kar boli kya kar rahe ho. Maine kaha tumahari gand sachmuch khubsurat hai. Wo boli ungali kyo ghusate ho lund kya so gaya hai ? Uski yah baten sunkar main khus huwa aur use pet ke bal lita diya aur dono hatho se uski chutar ko faila diya jis se uski gand ka chhed aur khul gaya. Wo dheere se boli dinu, nariyal. Better not only in terms of the spiritual side effects but also more fun for everybody involved. The guys who don’t want virgins are to my mind after profane sex. If your only goal is an orgasm you are missing out on a whole lot. Likewise if an associated goal is the ego satisfaction of ‘scoring’ that is still the same space. Love is not just a four letter word, At its best it reaches out and shakes ones soul. An orgasm lasts seconds, soul touching soul can last lifetimes. Note that I said. I laid down again and kissed him more. His lips were incredibly soft, wide, and thick, and his tongue was so very soft, moist, and long. I never remembered kissing anyone like I kissed him...and he kissed me. I could not take it any longer...I wanted inside me...both in my mouth and in my ass...and I wanted him to cum in both. "Can you spend the night?," I asked. He looked sheepishly at me and softly said, "Yes." I immediately leaned over and took his dick in my hand and then started to lick. She then walked to the kitchen counter, set her purse on the counter, turned to me and quite thoroughly kissed me. Her lips were soft, sweet and wonderful. I practically melted in her arms. Kelly’s passion was contagious. We barely made it to the bedroom with any clothes on. Our weeks-long conversation was over and the time for talk was over.Kelly started by untucking my shirt so he could run her hand up my chest. She ran her fingers over my hairy chest while sucking my tongue in the most.