Jese unhe ahsas huwa k mera lund must khada ho gaya hai wo bhi khade hoke mere lund pe baith gaye jese gode sawari karne ke liye gode par bethte hai�.....Aur meri hairy chest ke upar red nail polis ki hoi nakhun wali finger gumane lage….Kabhi gale me to kabhi chest pe to kabhi nipple pe to kabhi armpit me….Me to jese pagal sa ho raha tha….Kya kamal ki bhabhi thi yaar…..Fir wo jumo karne lagi aur me bhi meri hips utha utha ke use chodne laga…..Sexophone ka halka music, sexy perfume, saamne jannt. .What is the difference ? The doorman replied." Blue gets sucked.......Red does the sucking" I chose the red. I put on the wrist band and he reminded me of one of the rules. "You may only refuse 1 person, any more and you will be asked to leave". I agreed and entered the club. Once inside I was told to go undress and then I could enter the main club area. I got undressed and he pushed a button and the door unlocked and I entered. It was a large room with maybe 35 to 40 men. All different. Whether you succeed depends a great dealon your resources - both external and internal. Dealing with the internal resources first, how adaptable a person are you?When faced with great stress, can you keep going? Without this ability,your chances of success drop considerably. Secondly, what kind of external resources do you have? Do you have family,friends ? Are they able to believe in your transformation, and will theystand by you? Your chances of success increase greatly if you have thiskind. Susan took hold of her Grandfather's huge, erect prick and sweetlykissed the fat, swollen head as she said, "Anything for you, Granddad."She then placed her small hands on her Grandfather's hairy thighs andpushed herself up, saying, "I'll just be a minute, don't go away!" asshe picked up her handbag and walked across the room to the mainhallway.Susan's Grandfather watched her rounded bottom wiggling underneath thesatin dress and admired her shapely legs as she walked, taking smallsteps in the.