I have this romantic connection with rain and it always makes me long to be snuggled up with that special someone, much like how I feel about lying in...the backyard in a hammock. Rain is both hypnotic and astonishing to me. It is mysterious and beautiful and I guess that is what makes it so sensual to me. Each time that it rains I feel like I am seeing it for the first time, amazed like a child. Thoughts of you consume me. I wanted to share with you a glimpse of my world, because you have. Once inside all my nerves disappeared and it didnt take long before I was unbuckling his jeans and easing my hand inside his trousers, he responded by kissing me full on the lips and wrapping his hand around my cock. I had never thought about kissing a man before as it had never really crossed my mind but to be honest it was quite a turn on as he was quite forceful and rough with it. slowly he unbuttoned my shirt and started to tease my nipples with his tongue (something which always gets me. He pushed me on the seat and he was seeing my structure like a hungry dog.He took off the slip top that covered the remaining part of my boobs and saw those big balloons. Not even Saamy was able to enjoy these. He took the top and threw it outside the window. Before I could say something he started pressing my boobs hard and kissed my neck.I go crazy if someone does this. He rubbed and pressed his chest so hard against my boobs. Starting from my neck he kept kissing as he moved down to my. Us waqt maine apni jawaani mein pair rakha hi tha. Mera figure 32-25-36 tha. Area ke sare launde mere peeche pade rehte the. Kachi kali ko phool bnane ke liye sabhi ka lund tyaar rehta hai. Lekin main ladko ki neeyat se wakif thi aur itni aasani se hath nahi aane wali thi.Ek din phone aaya ki Mausiji ki car accident mein death ho gayi. Humari family bohut dukhi ho gayi. Sari family Mausaji ka honsla badhane ke liye Delhi chale gaye. Mausaji bohut dukhi the aur mujhse unka dukh dekha nahi ja.