Er por ami jor jharo chodon shuro korlam amar jubati, tatka garam rosher bidhoba mal ke. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, kishukkkkkkkkk go oke tule tule chudte. Oo cho...h buje amar akhamba ram thap khachche ar protiti thap shojjo korte na pere oo ohh, mago, babago, ish betha lagche go, bole naki kanna korche ar koshto pachche. Ami eshob kheyal na kore anoboroto chudchi ajhore pray 30 minite. Er por oke chit korlam . O ohh kore kokyea uth lo. Ami ebar or ponder tatka dabna fhak kore or ponder choto chetay amar. As our communication evolved he was no longer a stranger but someone I earnestly wanted to invite into my life and if any man was to spank me I wanted him to be the one. Then one day I decided I could wait no longer – it was now or never – and so here I sit, stomach churning, batting out short texts tracking him down the motorway. Oh my God, I’d done it, I’d invited him to my home. What was I thinking! What do I wear? What do I say? Will he like me? Will I like him? No going back! Then I hear. I could feel how sensitive her skin was, she kept getting turned on and goosebumps all over her body.At that time, she just removed my zipper and took my cock out n started massaging. I was oozing so much pre-cum and that made the blanket wet. I was super hard and fully turned on. But to my amazement, I was able to hold on without coming. But then she did something every man would love, she just went under the blanket and started kissing my 8.5′ tool and sucking it so well. I felt like I was in. After all, I swing bisexually with Sam's woman all the time. But, I now see that he's into guys more than me. He also does not appear to be very particular with whose cock he sucks or fucks. I'm not only pissed off, but I've had it with his fuckin' attitude. So, I decide that 'Enough is enough!'"What the Hell are you doin'? You no good motha fucka!" I scream at hubby. "And who in the Hell is this slut? What the fuck's goin' on here?"Hubby starts to babble. The other guy sees how pissed I am and.