Blue." Somewhere, a man spins her around in his strong arms. Dances her tightly against him; and suddenly he is skin, warm, hard, urging at her. "Blue....." She straddles his hips, a smile as wild and rare as any blossom sketches her face in beauty; her throat rises and faints back, chin high, hair riffling; his cock buried inside her. Scratch marks fleck his body from her passions; and the head of his cock, almost painfully swollen, is dark shadowed purple as its cleaves the pink seahsell. While threading the film through, I added: "I can't be held responsible for what effect it might have on you."His reply surprised me. "'S alright - I've got a long night ahead of me. I can always have a wank between jobs." The film started and I sat in an armchair at right angles to the sofa he was sitting on. As most of the 8mm reelers of the day were quite short, little time was devoted to preamble and very soon the blonde with the big tits was enjoying the attentions of three handsome. “See you in an hour!” I called, grabbing the backpack I prepare specifically for the gym, and took off on my bike. I kept asking for a car, hinting that I’d really like one. They kept saying that when they got a raise, or won the lottery, I’d get one, and I’d grumble a little, but go along with it. After an hour of lifting weights, and doing some hardcore cardio, I biked home on my last reserves of energy, and promptly collapsed on the couch. I knew my peace wouldn’t last long though, I’d. Itne logon ke samne mai sharam se gadi jaa rahi thi. Maine sir hilaya "munh se bol" "haan" maine dhere se bud budaya. "jor se bol. Kuchh sunai nahin diya. Tujhe sunai diya re Chaplu?" usne ek se poochha. "nahin" jawab aya. "mujhe manjoor hai." Maine is bar kuchh jor se kaha. "Kyon Foolandevi ji, maine kaha tha na too khud ayegee mere ghar aur kahegi ki please mujhe chodo. Kahan gayee teri akad? Tu poore 24 ghanton ke liye mere kabje men rahegi. Mai jaisa chahoonga tujhe waisa hi karna hoga. Yah.