M gurgaon haryana ka rhne wala hu.Meri age 25 h.M dikhne me kafi smart hu hyt 5.8 average body and 6.5inch dick jo kisi ko b satisfy kr skta h.Jyada b...r na krte hue m story pe aata hu.Ye story 4 mhine phle ki h.College k baad maine gurgaon me hi 1 coaching centre join kiya and wha english pdhana start kr diya.Kam umar hone k karan m students k sath aacha ghul mil gya tha.To friends jis class me m pdhata tha usme kafi ldkiyan and bhabhi b aati thi and of course ladke bhi.Unhi me 1 cute si dikhne. It wasn't just because of what I hoped would happen with Charlie, I did this every day. No one would ever cast his or her eyes upon Mrs. David Brentling sans make-up and hairdo. God forbid! Despite this I felt myself feeling envious at Charlie's rugged beauty, wind-blown hair and all."So," Charlie said, looking at me with her cynical brown eyes. "The beaver getting a little fuzzy again, is it?" Charlie!" I barked, suppressing a smile. "My God." Let me tell you something Jen," She said, her eyes. Only then did a mutual need to pee break up our little love fest. After, I thought it best to go back with my husband, but as I opened her door, she whispered, “Won’t Doug be upset with us spending half the night together?” I told her not to k** herself because he was every bit as perverted as either of us. I pointed out that he’d read all about us in my diary and was OK with everything primarily because he was so emotionally excited by sexual women. I told her I had only to crawl back into. I pulled my cock out of her wet pussy. Still bent over the counter, she panted, trying to catch her breath. I spread her cheeks to get a better look at her asshole. I spat on it. Grabbing my cock, I used it to smear the spit on her tight, pink hole. Slowly, I pushed the head in. She moaned. With each gentle thrust, I pushed my cock a little further into her welcoming asshole. The head was in, then another inch, then another. Our eyes met in the mirror. She had a grimace of pleasure and pain..