Saali use bhi bohot maza aa raha tha…hum karib 12.00 tak dance karte rahe with some wine, beer.. Hum log ek dusre ke nashe mai chur they maine aur m...re friend ne jyada drinks nahi li kyuki hume bike chalani thi baad mai. Fir new year celebrate karke hum pub se nikal gaye..hum long drive pe nikal gaye at panvel waha mere friend kafarm house hai aur waha koi nahi rahta wo log waha chuttiya bitane jaate hai. Me & riya on my bike, my friend and his gf on his bike… riya saali itni sexy hai mujhe. Then, Kyle prompted again, “Uh… mom, that’s not enough.”When I titled the bottle another time, I did so more than I should have and a generous portion splashed Kate’s back and much of it sprinkled onto her bottom and the crease of her cheeks.Kate squealed, “Mom!”Kyle quickly worked her entire back spreading all of the oil to prevent it from spilling onto the couch.Kyle said, “Great! Now, there’s too much oil and I can’t put enough pressure anywhere.”I saw an opportunity yet again. “Kate honey,. Is bar usne mujhe boka ki meri gand me lund chahiye tera. Mujhe kya problem thi mene ok bola usne dusara condom lagaya or uspe oil lagaya sath me or wo doggy style me ake gand utha ke me ri taraf kar di uski gand bhi uski chut ki tarah white white thi. Mene uski gand me dalne ki kosis ki but lund under ghus hi nai raha tha. Bahut hi tite thi. Thoda adjust karke ek jat ka mara to 2 inch lund ander ghus gaya or wo rone lagi. Me ruk gaya 2 min or wo thodi sant ho gai to ek or jatka mara or pura. This bed was nice, but way too big to be alone in. It felt comfortable though. Maybe she should just curl up here, finish reading the new Nora Roberts mystery she had picked up before the flight and just go to sleep."Get real, Sally!" she scolded herself as she bounced up off the mattress. She scampered to the dresser, shedding her underwear as she went. She grabbed the paper and turned to the sports section. College football tonight. And her old alma mater was playing the hated cross state.