You listen as he talks of his travels this past week and what has led him here. The rain apparently had halted his progress from making it to the next...village along the rode. He had been forced to turn off and come to your cottage.While he explains all this you could care less as you marvel at his charm and politeness. While most men speak at you treating you as an inferior he speaks to you. When he removes his pants you try to turn away but find you can't. His member is hard and inviting and. “Let me GOOOOO!!!!” I yelled, giving all I had to squirm out of his grasp. I grunted as I struggled, trying to get out from under him, yet all I did was succeed in winding up under him, on my back, and his legs between mine. My body was going to be taken. Sensing his superior position, and his advantage, he began to dry hump me, his dark snake rubbing along my folds, the top of his cock rubbing my fleshy petals, and despite my fear and fight, sending shots of pleasure through to my brain. . I know a man is supposed to be taken with his bride on their wedding day, but Judy was all I could think about during and after the wedding. That night as I fucked Sarah for the first time as her husband....I was imagining Judy. We moved a year later to an area in Southern California that was, by coincidence, close to Judy and Bill. I saw Judy at least twice a week after that for one reason or another. She became an obsession. I would find myself savoring her perfume as she passed close by,. .To andar se bhabhi boli kaun hai..To maine kaha tumhara chodu…Itna sunte hi bhabhi ne door khol diya…Oyeeee hooyee..Bhabhi puri nangi thi…Baal gille the…Aur pura badal gilla tha…Mai to jaldi se andar ghus gya aur gate band kr diya..Bhabhi bhi khushi se mujhse chipak gyi…Aur boli bhat hi achhe time par aye ho..Darling…Mai abhi tumhre lund ko yaad kar k apni choot me ungli kar rhi thi…Maine kaha kya bhabhi…Mera lund hai fir bhi tum ungli se kaam chala rhi ho is pyari gori chikni choot me ungli.