.Ek dusre ko dekhana pics or video me..Phir ek din movie bhi gae wahan pic dekhte huwe maine kaha boht thand lag rahi tumhara hanth pakar lon usme han...kaha phir uske karib gaya uske kandhe par sir rakh diya…Then uske face ko dekhne laga gor se usme pucha kiya huwa maine bola tum boht khubsurat ho or us k lip pr lip lock kiss kiya puri film k time hmlog 30 mnt tk kiss kiye maine uske boobs press kiye uff kitne mulaem the uff kiya kahon…Phir meri sister ki shaadi ho rahi thi to woh bhi apni. Its difficult to purchase land in proper gurgaon because of high prices. The auto driver who was almost twenty years old asked me to stay in front of my house as he could not drive in such a weather. He was thin and dark, must be from some village as his accent was not urban .i asked him to carry the heavy bags which was filled with shopping goods inside He carried them till my front door as i didn’t want him to come inside my house. At that time two stray dogs came from the garden and started. I went in the flat and had a bite to eat and a shower to cool down. With the heat being tiring, I then had a little nap on the sofa. Waking up about an hour later with a stiff cock flat against my tummy, telling me how horny I was. I was pretty aware of that fact anyway as it was a few weeks since I'd broken up with my girlfriend and I definitely needed a fuck.On getting up I made a cold drink and got myself dressed for a cycle... Cycling shorts, with shorts on top and that was about all, as it. I know what you're like, you fucking little whore."Her reply was lost among her cries of pleasure. She had grabbed herthingy, and was beating it into life again.My heartrate was pounding, sweat on my brow, and I glared down at herfuriously, shouting obscenities at her as I pumped in an out of her. Icalled her every name I could think of, from slut to tramp to cunt.And all through it she writhed with ecstasy, head whipping from sideto side, her cries getting louder and louder.I could feel my.