But instead of retractinghe leans backwards, giving my finger more room. I decide to listen to hisbody and caress his tight hole more.His breathing tu...ns into moan after moan. His head is thrown back and hiseyes stare into infinity.He then makes a sound I'll cherish forever. He first tries to stop it. Ihear the sound in this throat until he opens his mouth again. "ah!" heexclaims.It feels as if his entire body is pulsating. A small explosion in my handtells me he is orgasming. His hips force. Aur meray baap ka dost tho bahut say auraton ku chod kar kharab kardiya tha iswajhay say mera baap bahuth shak mien tha k kahien yah dost meri bivi ku chodna day lakin huwa tho aisay hi.us din mera baap theen din k liyay bahar gaon gaya huwa tha.meray baap kay dost ku yah baat malum huwi woh tho isi moqay ki thalash mien tha.Adhi raat huwi my gahari neend ka natak kar raha tha.meri maa laal sadi pahan kar thayyar hogayi adhi raat huwi hamara ghar gali gharon say thodi doori par tha aur do. .. until I met James.James is 6'1", 195 pounds, and does not have an ounce of fat on his body. I mean he is ripped head to toe, 6 pack (almost an 8 pack :)), toned as hell muscles, and a hot hot hot butt. James and I have played football together since we were kids, and boy have I fantasized about him for years, and hid it well may I say.We played football and baseball all the way through our childhood years together, and were best friends all along the way. James always had the hottest. Her tight eighteen year old body was perfect. Her boobs were small, but perfectly round. As she reached behind and undid her bra, they didn’t move at all – supple. John swallowed. She would bend down, pull her shorts of her smooth legs, let them drop. He imagined her there, bare but for her panties, imagined her catching sight of herself in the mirror, and spinning, to admire herself. Her bare shoulders giving way to her orbs, perfect boobs, with pert nipples. Her flat stomach, and her bubble,.