. she met him in a night club, went back to his hotel, they couldn't get their clothes off fast enough. She was taken aback by the size of his hard co...k, she asked him the length and he said 11 inches. He got a ruler out of his briefcase laid back on the bed while she licked and sucked the now semi aroused shaft until it was rock hard again and he proudly measured it as proof. It was 11.5 inches now. She said she was nervous but excited about the prospect of having as much as she could take of. “And one guy is going to lose his arm if he puts it around me again. The worst, though, was the rich kid. ‘Hey, let’s take a drive in my Boxster and put together our strategy for the term. You and I would make a great pair.’ He didn’t even know my name yet!”“Hmm. Maybe we should have a contest tonight to see who got hit on the most at orientation,” I laughed.“You didn’t! Of course you did. How many girls—or boys—were stuck to your butt today?”“Just one. And she couldn’t stick. She was leading. Running his hands across his mother’s thigh, he reached her anus along with the makeshift tail (which was dripping with the blue toilet cleaning liquid filling Sapna’s torn ass). Using his fist, Rahul pushed a bit more of the wet cloth further inside her ass, drawing a sharp groan from her. Rahul bent down and starting kissing his mother’s neck, “aaahhh beta…” moaned Sapna, as her son licked her neck, while his fist was moving inside her gaping ass. Giving her right ear a lick, Rahul asked his. The controls were in theback and so beyond our reach. For twenty minutes we just cooked,alternately looking at our images in the mirrors then staring fearful-eyed at each other. The heat generated a pleasant mint-like smell fromthe cream on our hair. But the caps were uncomfortably tight and verywarm. So this torture was what "deep conditioning" was about. Ugh! Andalready we were in pink hairnets. Looking in the mirror, I could seethose big bullet hair dryers lying in wait in back of us and.