Lunge. Parry. Dodge. Repeat.Soon the vault is littered with the remains of damaged goods, curtains flutter to the floor, paintings are slashed, dagger... stick out from the walls like an inverse pincushion. She and I stand facing each other, breathing heavy as Meri looks down into my eyes with a hungry gaze. We are both holding the statuette at opposite ends when we both drop them and lunge into each others arms, my cheek bleeding from a near miss dagger strike and smearing it across hers as we. My mom was always a beautiful woman, but had put on a few pounds since the divorce. Well, the woman I was looking at was a slimmed down tight bodied version of herself. Holy Shit, I almost didn’t recognize her. She looked 20 years younger, and she was hot. She laughed and pulled me in for a hug. The only thing I could think of was how soft her braless breasts felt against me. She smelled so nice and it felt amazing to be held by a woman. I had to stop myself. What was I thinking? This. She had the right amount of flesh at the right place.So, I got the chance when I was 18 when we were preparing for the annual gathering. As I was the head boy, it was my responsibility to look after everything. We had auditorium outside the school and it was quite big and the backstage had many rooms. So, I got the chance at the annual day. Everything was going until a moment came and she was passing by and there was a little space between the wall and me. So, she was in physical contact with. . Amrit bola pehle main choduga maine kaha mujhe ek sath karna wo tene hasne lage aur jack bola I will drill your pussy yeh kehke usne mere kapde utarne laga aur mere jeans utari aur sidha mere choot me apni lambi juban daal di aur chatne laga sath sath daru bhi pee raha tha amrit aur adil dekh ke apna lund sehlane lage amrit ne ake pehle mere muh pe thooka aur bola aj tujhe apni randi banate h chal ghum aur apni gand dekha main kutiya ban gye aur gand hilane lagi jack se ruka nahi gya to.