Let’s be romantic. I’m curious how this will go.” she declared.I chuckled as I slipped my hands under her shirt to reach for her breasts. She be...t down and kissed me again. My hands glided through as I explored her body. “I want you to fuck me like we’re on our honeymoon, I want you to let me know that I’m yours”, she whispered these words in my ear. Hearing those words was such a huge turn on, apparently, I might be the romantic type then. Our bodies make contact and we rubbed ourselves. Dark shadows outlined his magnificent young body. Holding his feet up, I could feel the mad pulse pounding in his lovely ankles. His high-arched feet were so cute stuck up in the air, they looked tense but perfect, like a little lion cub’s big paws preparing to pounce. And oh how he purred, purred and screamed, and screamed some more. His long sexy legs and thick slender thighs strained to my control - they were so lean and hot, with streamline muscular dimples reappearing at every thrust.. The parting was not dramatic but over the course of an hour the station was a few hundred feet away and accelerating. Television was flooded with images from both the interior and the exterior. I made a point of getting the countries names that had contributed to this endeavour. People working in shirt sleeves were seen slowly drifting to an outside wall and having to now start to correct for this force the first time. They played their games again like tossing food and drink to gobble it as it. Saab jo kahaingey who mein karoonga…..app ammi key pass jaayeiun unki tabiyat theek nahii hai”Isake baad Ramzan guest house ke gate se hi Naveed ko salam kahkar apney gaaon chala gaya. Naveed ne jeep andar hi park kar di aur guest house ke anadr aa gaya….. Peechey peechey Mohsin bhi usaka ek chota sa bag uthaye anadr aa gaya.Naveed thaka hua tha so chair par hi past hokar baith gaya… Usane Mohsin ki taraf dekha aur pucha “kia naam hai bhai”Mohsin ne kaha “ji mera naam Mohsin hai”Naveed ney.