Abbottabad ki kisi bi larki ya aunty kisi bi umar ki ho choot chatwani ho tu bila jhijak mujy par mail karyDosto uski ami ki gaand kesy mari aap logon...k mail parh kar agli story men likhoon ga agar koi ghalti howee ho tu maazrut chahta hoon please ghaltee k bary men zaroor bataen hi sub doston ko mera salam men Waqas from Abbottabad age 28 hight 6 feet aur lun ka size 7″ hayMeri ye story real hay sirf person name change hay baqi sab orignal hay.Tu story shuru karta hoon kisi bi larki ya aunty. I picked up a pair of panties. Baby blue, lacy g-string. I always thought they were sexy on women but now that I am looking at it, it simply looks uncomfortable. I jumped in the shower so I can be ready for 5. I lathered up and couldn't stop touching my body. It was just so sexy. The soap had been washed away but I was still running my hands and fingers over every inch. Then there was a knock. I jumped out and wrapped myself in a towel. The clock said 5:01. Shit! I'm late. I ran to the front. Donavan’s is where everyone goes to get the hottest hop-ups. Clyde Donavan, the owner passed away some years ago, so his oldest son Jason took it over. Jason was a high school star athlete until he got partially paralyzed in a real bad car wreck when he was drag racing through town a few years ago. With any luck, he’d still be open. I began walking into town. Oh good! He’s still open. I could see Jason sweeping out the big stall in the garage. As I was running towards the open garage door,. It is hard to act like nothing has happened because I am totally turned on by this man and love playing with his bald head as we are fucking. One night he came over with this huge hardon, and I just couldn't believe what I was looking at. I asked him how he was doing and he told me that he was doing okay but had done something that night that he had never done before, thinking that his wife would let him fuck her all night long. Anyway, I asked him what he did, and he told me a guy he worked.