Or didi kay goray mottay mottay mummay biluk saaf dhak rahay thay or mummu kay nipple chhotay or light red colour kay or be piyaray lag rahay thay . e...harkabhi main dhakta or kabhi mu ko dosre taraf kar layta agar didi mujay dhakay to un ko pata na chalay kay main dhak raha hon . or wo admai didi kay mummay ajeeb tarha say dabba raha tha .kabhi apni lumbi fingers say dabata or kabhi poray haath opper rak dayta .Or phir didi kay mummu ko sungta or phir didi ki gardan ko sungta or sungta or. Then I spent a good part of a day trying to get men to print my pix, and jerk off all over my pictures and post them on their profile with my picture, their cock on my picture and their Spunk gobbed thickly on my picture! Mmmmm I thought, what a turn on!!! Of course there were the normal bunch who promised too by "Monday" which hadn't done so by the time I wrote this story, so I de-friended them, then there were a couple who promised they would if I would help them, but of course that is why. Aunty boli tumhara dimag kharab hogaya hai , tum hosh mein ho bhi , meine jaise ab yeh soch liya tha ki chahe marzi ho ya na ho karna hai ab to karna hai, lekin under hi under mein yeh chahta tha ki yeh mera saath de kyo ki ek dusre ke saath se sex mein aur bhi maza aata hai , mein aunty se bhola kisi ko kuch bhi pata nahi chalega aur aaj mauka hai please please , meine life mein kisi ke saath nahi kiya aur mujhe karna hai aunty please kehte hue meine aunty ke boobs ko press karne laga aur. They were very attractive, probably in their 30's. If I had to compare them to someone, he looked a little like Henry Cavill, and she reminded me of Jennifer Lawrence. I certainly didn't mind them checking us out. They kept doing it, and I finally said something to Greg. He had noticed it too. They saw us talking and looking and could see that we were talking about them while they were talking about us. Finally, they stood up and started walking over to us. "I'm Jim, and this is Krystal," Jim.