Pagal kar diya hai mujhetune kuttiya ki bachi……..Fir usne mujhe dubarra table parlitaya or meri chut ko apne lund ki trafa khich liya hum 69 posit...on methe naresh meri chut par apna lund ragad raha jism k garmi k karan merabura haal ho raha tha mene aghosh me naresh se bolne lagi ” ab daal bhide naresh kab tak tadpayega apne lohe jaise lund se “Mene uskalund pakad kar apni chut me daal diya or naresh ko peeth se pakad karapni taraf force karne lagi lund meri chut me chala gya tha or nareshjosh. She was myfirst girlfriend. She was the most beautiful girl I knew and I was as nearto her body as I was to my own. I felt myself tense up and a strange sortof buzzing feeling came over me. She shrugged me away and then wriggledout of her clothes. She lay with her bra off and pulled her knickers downand then looked at me silently, like it was my move next and she wasn'tgoing to tell me what to do. I had a painful straining in my pants andwhen I pulled them off it sprang up rigid in front. Arti and I were working like crazy with the pending landing and Vlad kept us all hopping, even Zylen. The crew had to be healthy when they landed or we would all end up quarantined, which no one wanted. Vlad called me in for one last meeting. I sat nervously in his office and waited. Luckily, I didn’t have to wait long. “Thank you for meeting with me on such short notice, Phoebe,” he said as he flew into his office. “You’re welcome,” I squeaked out. I was nervous about what he wanted to tell. So George got himself a dog to share his affections; a chocolate coloured Boxer.It was a ‘proper man’s dog’ according to George; muscular intelligent and strong.He’d wanted to call it ‘Nigger’ after the dog from his childhood; but Margo had persuaded him to name him ‘Tango’.George was still OK with his business and golf buddies though.He was an independent financial advisor dealing largely with fellow Country Club members. That’s where he was now and Margo didn’t expect him back home before ten.