Main apnibehan ke baare main bata du meri behan ka name shelly hai or vo muj se teensaal choti hai vo dikhne main bahut sunder hai usske boobs ka size...34 hai orgaand ko dekhte hi lund khada ho jata hai ab main apni story per aata hu pehlemere man main essa koi vichar nahi tha aphi behan ko chodne ka lekin vo din bardin Nikharti ja rahi thi ek din vo ghar main akeli thi sab bahargye the or main apne collage gya tha meri chutti jaldi ho jane ki vajeh se mainghar jaldi aa gya jab main ghar pahucha. When we got out of the car, he took my hand and we walked across the straw-covered field that served as a parking lot this time of year. I thought of pulling out my phone to call my sister, then spied her blue minivan. I could hear Nicolette’s high-pitched voice loudly informing my sister that hats are for babies and she wasn’t a baby. As we approached, we could hear my sister trying to reason with her daughter. Ethan and Joe saw us and I gave a little wave, but Lizzie was paying attention to. Me- chudidhar?She- no.Me- saree?She- yes. But what kind of blouse am I wearing?This is going in different direction.Me- backless?She- no.Me- deep cut?She- no.Me- fully covered one?She- why would I ask you if that’s the case?Now my dick started rising thinking about her.Me- no blouse?She- yes.Now I was getting aroused so I continued talking.Me- you’re in bra only?She- yes.Now I couldn’t take it any longer, I pulled her hands towards me. She fell on me with her arms around me. We looked into each. Our gunman pushed us a few metres away from Kritsada butseparate from the others. The door opened, and we turned to see Yutstriding into the saloon.I almost lost it completely when I saw him, and I knew we were in deeptrouble. Nancy touched my hand with hers and I grabbed it, grateful forsome comfort. Yut strode to the middle of the room, a gun in his hand anda triumphant leer on his face. He walked over to Kritsada, slapped himacross the face with the pistol and a spray of blood erupted.