Sala lund sujh gya tha..Phir us din k baad se main roz mauka khojta tha ki kaash uske chuche ya gaand chune ko mil jaaye…jb wo kitchen m hoti to mai... jaan bujh kr kitchen m glass lene k bahane apne lund ko uske gand m touch krta tha…..maa kasam kya gand thi uski…sala man krta tha av salwar faad kr maarun uske gand pr…phir jb mra lund garam liha van jata to use bathroom m jaakr shaant krta…doston ye silsila kareeb 1 mahine chla…main roz uske soch kr 2-3 baar muth maarta…roz school m schta ki. I tried communicating with them, but we could not understand each other’s language. One after another, they would come and fuck me. My hands and legs were tied, and there was nothing I could do. It had been an hour since I gained consciousness.I finally came inside a young girl who was fucking me. I was tired from all the sex I had during the day, the most I have had to date. Everyone left the hut, and the girl came and gave me food. After having my dinner, I slept as I was tired. My hands and. This place was straight out of a movie, a large grand staircase, marble floors, enormous flower arrangements and large painted portraits on the walls. My heels clicked loudly on the marble floor as I followed Mr. M into an adjoining room, discovering it to be the study. Book shelves lined the walls and a massive desk sat in the middle of the room. Mr. M sat down behind the desk, assuming his regular position while I sat down on a little chair in front of him. He still had his head buried in the. "I'm really embarrassed. Those photos were taken by my husband years ago. They're not meant for public consumption." That's a shame," he replied. "You certainly have a beautiful body."I don't know what was came over me, but I was getting highly excited talking to this handsome young man about my naughty pictures and being so close to his naked body, knowing that only a thin sheet separated us.In fact, I was even getting wet between my legs.Those pictures were taken almost twenty years ago..