My name is Isthiyak, i am a Muslim guy of 25 years of age and live in Mumbai this story is of me and my girlfriend and let me tell you this is not a f...ction and its a real story. I am a massage ( not by profession ) but i like it and its my hobby.My email id is bodymassage @live.in any lady or girl want to have a full body massage can contact me on my id.and i assure you it is going to be a full secret. mail me for further details.let me tell you my story now This story happened 2 years back. I would be happy to wear it for him too, when it was just the two of us. For some reason I never quite had a chance to tell Ann that I couldn't wear any one of the three of these suits, and especially this last one. I didn't seem to be able to say no to anything she wanted!She seemed so excited, and seemed to be unable to think straight. She grabbed my hand and began pulling me back over to my backyard before I could make her listen to my faint stuttering refusal to be seen outside in this. Her legs jerked out wide on either side of his big hairy body, splaying over the edges of the bed, kicking helplessly in the air."Aaaaahhhhh, God! You're too big! Noooo! Noooooo! Don't move it. Aaaaggghhh!" Patty screamed, thrashing about like an insect pinned to a display board. She groaned and begged him not to move it as he flexed his hotly throbbing hardness, then began sobbing piteously as he continued to flex his huge pulsating shaft, each jerk making the massive cock-head burrow deeper. In the carriage, Caroline asked what he would do now? “We will go to Hope Church and Herodias, if someone asks you how old you are say fifteen.”“You want me to lie Mr. Hicks?” Herodias asked.“Just this once,” he told her.At Hope Church the old priest was probable too blind to even see Herodias was too young. She felt thankful that she was not asked and in that way she was not required to lie. The ceremony was over quickly and the three of them returned to Caroline's house in the carriage.Before.