Phir mousi thore neecha jhuki to main un boobs or nipple par katna laga to to wo dheere se kehne lagi ki aaaahhhh aaaraam ssssee kaaoo tttttttmhaaae l...iiiiee hhhiiiiii ttto haaaaaaai.is ka baad mausi Kaan mein boli ki jaaan aaaab naaahiiiiiiiiii jaaaaataa chodo plz zor zor sa chodo aaaj ttttoooo tum bohat maza a raha hai saloon baad or mausi ko ko opar sa hata kar sath betha Leya phir mase uhtee or mara opar bath kar mousi ne apni taango ko failakar mera lund apni phudee ke dwar par rakh. Gwen’s hand rested on my right shoulder, her chin near my left ear. “You chose the dress for me?” “No, handsome, for me.” She had a throaty laugh and there it was again. “Liar. You’ve been staring at me all evening.” “I’ve been staring at almost everyone all evening. It’s what I do.” She patted my shoulder. “Keep telling yourself that, sweetheart.” She moved away and I drew breath again. Fuck her, why did she always make me want her and never deliver? Sylvie stopped at my side. “You and Harry. It is ready to try out and there is a vacant lot in the next block that we can use as a test firing range. Would you like to go right away?" I certainly would, Mr. Goldman. Let's go immediately!"Stan practically ran to the vacant lot to try out his new toy. He had already seen the early stages of development, so he knew what he had to do to operate the shotgun. He opened the breach and inserted two shells. As quickly as possible, he raised the gun to his shoulder and fired, first one barrel and. .There is a reason behind every word and statement I’ve added here and I’m sure you would relate them into the story as and when you’ll proceed. I don’t pretend to be rude but truly I don’t care whether some readers don’t trust it being real, for those, I’ll say “THANKS” that they felt my experience was worth a beautiful fantasy. With this brief introduction and great excitement let me start my story “Alcohol & Sex”.It’s a dry state (Gujarat) to live in; fortunately or unfortunately… At the age.