Then Susan went over to Tim’s corner booth and got on her knees and spread Tim’s legs as she pulled down his swimsuit. She said “I am really int... sucking cock, and you’re the lucky guy tonight”. Tim said “No you’re the lucky girl tonight” as he whipped out his eight inches of thick man meet for that little minx. Susan took his cock in hand for what I knew would be a great blowjob. Susan’s mouth began by vigorously sucking the head of Tim’s cock, concentrating on just the head. Then she worked. This had happened a lot recently. Don't I turn him on anymore? But that couldn't be it, she assured herself. She knew she was desirable. Very fuckable, as David often said.The thought of David brought to mind her own needs. She was so horny. The one-night stand with Chad had been a few weeks ago. Except for that slip, she had been faithful since their engagement. But her longings weren't going away. If anything, they were increasing.She guiltily recalled the night with Chad. He was amazing.. Priests are usually bad news unless they are of the failed variety. Real priests, and I use the word in the sense of unswerving and genuine commitment to the faith professed by the priest, make me uncomfortable. Exorcism don't work on me nor can they burn me at the stake, but they are the ones who can recognise what I have become. And being splashed with holy water (Christians) or dusted with consecrated ash (Hindus) only serve to ruin whatever clothes I am wearing."Our temple priest, sir," she. Mail Id : 2. My fantasies are a bit different and unusual and a bit on the dirtier side. As you will see in the story. Well the story starts when I and my 4 frnz were to rent a flat. We were waiting for our land lady to show us the flat. And that’s where reshma(changed), the maal of the story, enters the building. Usko dekhte hi Pata Chal gaya.. Is ko laga dala to life jigalala. She was average, but meri needs k hisaab se maal nahi maal gadi hi thi.. A bit on fluffy side (jo muje bohot zyada.