Thodi der bad bell baji maine door khola to dekha ki shriya hai,aur usne ghar aakar door lock karliya.Shriya ne tshirt pehni thi white colour ki,maine...dekha ki uske boobs aur bade nazar arahe the aur dono boobs par ek aur chota ubhra hua hissa tha(nipples) but tabhi me nahi janta tha ki nipple kya hote he.Aur shriya raat me sote waqt bra nahi pehenti thi isliye uska ubhar aur nazar ata tha.Maine use pucha dawa lagyi,usne kaha ki haa lagayi ,maine kaha ki jhut bol rahi ho dekho pehle se jyada. He was very gentle but within a couple minutes his massive cock was buried to the balls. When he started stroking it felt like I was being lifted up off the floor with every stroke. It was such a fucking amazing feeling that the cum started leaking out of my own dick. In spite of his long wait and my stroking him the whole time before he entered me, he took a very long time to explode (I love it when that happens) but when he finally did, it was like a fountain erupting in my ass. With him. It was much appreciated by my cold body.she stood there, 5 and a half feet, black lustrous hair, gray eyes, perfect lips, booty shorts, and a low-cut v-neck shirt that just said-"Hi!" she said, doing a little jump, like only she could."H-Hi" I managed to stammer. "Can I come in?" She giggled slightly and moved to the side so I could step in.The warm air rushed over me, much to my relief."Jesus it's cold." Yeah," she said, closing the door. "I heard there was supposed to be a storm."I sat down. I don’t know when she first noticed it but I can’t imagine it took her too terribly long, as I had found out earlier through our talk about our surroundings that she was extremely observant. She had relaxed and opened up remarkably to me since the night before, and I don’t doubt that right now the wine was having an added effect on her as well. After a long period of quiet between us she eventually spoke. “Martin, on our way to the waterfall I could not help but notice that you were excited. I.