.." Can I just write you a check?" asked Bob, pulling out his brand new checkbook."For thirty some-odd thousand dollars?" asked Rick. For the first ti...e he got the feeling he was missing something important here, and that it was quite possible he wasn't going to be happy when he found out about it. If this guy was an escapee from some mental institution, there could be trouble. "Of course I'll have to check with the bank to make sure everything's okay." he said smoothly."Sure," said Bob. The. . The story I am going to narrate here is not my first sex experience but the best one I ever had… The story is about shalu aka shalini to whom I use call as my mother… She is not my real mother but she use to treat me as her own son and I also as my mother… Let me tell you about myself first… My name is Sunny.. I belong from a brahmin family from Rajasthan…. I am 27 years old and working with a MNC currently… I am not a guy for whom any girl or a woman wants to die for… But I am guy with. I left the bedroom and ascended the stairway, and peering through the railings at head level only, I saw Tommy sitting where I had left him, 'Another drink Tommy', I could feel my erogenous tissue swell, my nipples could now be seen through the sheer black nylon, their protuberance by at least half an inch, and my pussy run with a clear slippery vaginal secretion, my swollen clitoris ache for Tommy's tongue, and the friction of his shaft, as it ploughed relentless into my open cunt.Tommy. She picked out her panties Matching bra trimmed in lace. Turning to the mirror With a smile on her face. She liked what she saw Indeed it was HOT! She could not resist But to reach for her spot. The hairs on her neck Beginning to stand. She imagined herself On a beach of white sand. Her fingers massaged, Rolled, danced and caressed, As her nipples stood tall Atop her firm breasts. She rolled them in circles They tingled with glee. Then in slid a finger Not one, two…but three. Her wetness.