This happened with my friend’s wife in Nagpur. Her name was Rachita 26 yrs name changed 34,30,36.Main uski jawani ka diwana tha gori,Lal hoth,makhan...ke jaisa chikna badan, slim tummy, avg. Boobs sabse kamal uski gadrai matakti gaand jo ki mujhe har aurat ka sabse sexy part lagta hai.Wah hamesha Saari Punjabi salwar suit fit ubhre ball aur gaand wala pehnti thi. Main jab bhi uski matkati gaand dekhta mera lund 7″ lenghth,2.25″ thick khada ho jaata. Wo plain dark color ki black,red,blue saari mai. Kill me and the local Ranger will deal with you.” He stopped at a steel shutter door, boxes with slide belt parts stacked on each side. A barrel with twisted metal scrap and a few buckets of silicone grease completed the organized mess, making the place look busy and blend in with all the other similar looking businesses. The door squealed as metal rubbed over metal.The inside of GH-SBS-Inc didn’t look much different from the jumble outside.Shelves held more parts. Tall red self-propelled. In this case, of course, Mara's pussy was the field, and the furrow; our cocks were the plows; and the seeds we eagerly planted there, was our sperm. We all hoped to be the father of the c***d Mara would ultimately bear; though we knew that it would likely be just one of us that would achieve that outcome. Still, we were eagerly competing with one another to be the actual 'father' of that c***d.None of us had ever been involved in anything quite like this, and though at first it had seemed. Nadia stopped breathing, and as quickly as she’d seen it, he moved it down, at her cleavage. He pushed the sharp pointed tip against her flesh but Nadia did not flinch. He took the silk material between his thumb and finger of his free hand and gripped it tightly, pulling it up to make it taut, then he slid the sharp side of the knife down through the material in one smooth, fluid motion, slicing the dress apart while being careful not to cut her. They watched as it fell to the ground billowing.