.me kahyu mari himmat nathi halti to mamy tyathi ubha thai gaya ane bija room ma chalya gaya,, maru mud vikhay gayu mare aje mamy sathe sex kari tene ...k MOTA LODA no swaad apvo to… thodi vaar pachi mamy tya avya ane sathe 2 glas laine avya sathe tena hath ma ek CD pan hati…….. Me kahyu aa kai CD che to e bolya k pachi josu aapdi vaat adhury che pela tu e vaat kar ane sathe aane pija. am kahi ane 1 glas mane aapyo me kahyu ama su che mamy bolya ama daru che aa pija etle badhi himmat aavi jase. Think. What was the next step? Oh god that, just fuck! Okay, okay. The bathroom, go to the bathroom. Don’t touch, shit I just want a little bit. Nope keep walking, just keep walking. That’s right, condom on the vanity. I slid my boxers down and caught on the top of my cock, springing it back up. I moaned a little. I put it on, fighting every part of myself to just leave it off and continue on raw. I pulled my boxers back up, and sent the message before I knew I would lose the ability to do. The act of getting dressed left me pouring sweat like a dam broke. I bounced out the back door, down the porch steps and across the yard. I squeezed through one of the wide holes in the bushes. Looking like a dancer, I lifted my bare feet high off the hot cement of the BP lot. I hustled to the store's front door, dying to feel the air conditioning inside. I burst through the front door and breathed in a lungful of hot air."Hey, where's the cool air?" I shouted at the young black boy behind the. A Mexican family climbed out of a Dodge Durango next to us just as we pulled up. The father and sons all gawked at Honey’s tits through the windshield until I finally allowed her to put a flimsy top on. The mom and her daughters looked at Karen with disbelieving grins of total shock before craning their necks looking for what I assumed to be hidden cameras.Once Honey stepped out of my car wearing a skimpy little skirt with more cleavage than cover, she looked just like the Mexican women from.