. Ahhhhhhhh…. Umm.., wo mere baal khenchne lagi jab mai uske boobs suck kar raha tha , bhohot maja aa raha hai ashu… Wow , aur hardly suck karo th...di der aur suck karne ke baad maine uske jeans ka hook khola, hook kholne ke baad maine apne daaton se uski panty aur jeans utari, uski thighs doodh ki tarah safed thi aur bohot chikni thi aur uski chut ka to kya kehna , chut pe ek bhi bal nahi tha aur pink colour ki chut poori gili ho chuki thi aur usse bohot mast khushboo aa rahi thi , phir. She spent most of her free time in the garden singing her folk songs, she had no idea anyone knew, but her handmaids. ‘After that, I knew I loved you. You were beautiful, sang beautifully, and you loved your children and the sunlight. Eventually, I had to tell you and that was when the letters and gifts began.’ ‘You have a way with words,’ she blurted, standing from the vanity seat. She crossed over to him and remained standing before him. ‘I fell in love with your words, and by association, I. The only lights that were on were around the deck and they were very dim. Tim's mom came home at about two thirty with three of her friends and four men. The women were very drunk, so much so that they were having trouble walking and talking. We stayed very quiet and in the pool thinking we would get in trouble for being up late. Tim's mom and a blonde woman came stumbling onto the deck with two men. The men were kissing the women and trying to take thier clothes off. Tim's mom removed her. Oh no, he thought.But it was too late. Through some force or power he couldn't quiteunderstand, he found himself pushed toward the right. And his body,arched backwards. Now in the full position of the lady that he could seeappearing in the wardrobe mirror before his eyes. Both of them, facingtoward the right. Both of them, slightly raised. And now, both of them,being entered from the side by this man.It was the strangest feeling. Being entered, a feeling of fullness, ofcompleteness, but.