Milen (pronounced Mil-lend) was a Lili even older than Delilah, Mom's best friend. She must've had so much knowledge, much power to bear in giving us ... hard time. She's also a unicorne, judging from the lack of horns visible from my sight angle which suggested that she got a single horn at the back of her head, like Mom's third horn.Shaina stuttered, apparently unable to find an excuse for her childish behavior. As the sound of Milen's foot tapping on the soft ground become louder, I can sense. Ek din humne poora uski choot ko Diya mene poora din uski choot mein haath or ungali daal daal ke use orgasm Diya or wo poorI shake ho jaati thi it a jor se hoti thiKi bade bade boobs or chutado dono vibrate hote the.Teesre din use mujhe surprise Dena Tha to mujhe doosre room mein bitha Diya or 10 minute baad bulaya to Mera much khula ka khula reh gaya use apni ek saheli ko bulaya hua Tha or wo use bhi Sundar gori thi it uske Chachi seedouble size ke boobs it chutad the. Wo waha nangi bethi thi. " "Okay, you think, now!"We rode off, enjoying the crisp, Fall afternoon. I'd look at her w/ lust in my eyes from time to time. She cupped her breasts w/ her hands, licked at her nipples under the fabric, to keep me aroused. She didn't have to work too hard. I mentioned again how glad I was to have met her, how I appreciated her talking to me instead of just saying "Thanks, bye!" And oh by the way, was she still thinking about kissing my penis? "Because I'd love to see your sexy smile wrapped. It was too big a bag for jewelry. It was not the right shape for a bottle of wine…. Curiosity caused her mind to race as she pulled the bag down onto the bench beside her. He looked at her. There was a mischievous glint there. “I hope it fits.” His smile was that of a 9 year old boy giving his mother a frog! With the sack discretely situated between her hip and the wall she looked and then she reached in and tipped it so she could get a better look….”Oh my God!!” His smile grew as she.