Aur kidnapping ho gai ho aise behave karne laga . Mai ghar ka main gate band karna bhool gaya tha .Aur tabhi gate khulne ki awaz aai aur ahat se pata ...hala ki chachi aa gayi hai . Main bahut dar gaya tha aur jaldi jaldi try karne laga apna bondage kholne ki .Par khul hi ni paa raha tha aur mai usi halat mai chachi ke hi room mai unhi ki bra aur panty pehan ke aur rope se apne hath pair ek sath peeche karke bandhke jameen pe pada hua tha .Aur mai khol na saka .Par ab bahut der ho chuki thi.. ” “Yeah” I smiled back at him. “You a virgin??” It caught me off guard, why would a stranger be asking me this! “Em...I don’t see where this is going” “You’re right I’m sorry. Here I brought this over” He reached behind him and produced a bottle of red wine. “Oh thanks, I also have this” and I grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniels. “Very nice” After an hour of chatting and clearing the area we opened the bottle and started to sip away at them, it made the night a bit warmer with the colder wind. I was standing on my knees and started to fuck her pussy slowly. My strokes were in medium pace but deeper. I spanked her ass again while fucking her pussy. After few strokes, I put my left hand on her ass and increased my pace. Isha was moaning loudly now. Her pussy was so good and it felt very good to be inside her pussy.I told Akash to go under her and start milking her hanging boobs. He put his body in between her hands and went under her. He started to milk her hanging boobs, like milking. Noch ahnte ich nicht was der heutige und die folgenden Tage bringen würde, die mein Leben verändern sollten. Vor mir stand ein Indianergirl mit greller "Kriegsbemalung" und sah mich an, lächelte mich an, ihre braunen Augen strahlten und ich strahlte zurück. Und dachte bei mir, hmmm, die Gesichtsfarbe sieht aber echt aus. Hinter mir stand ein bestimmt 1,85 großer Indianer, ebenfalls grell in "Kriegsbemalung". Ewig wurde im Bus was gedrängelt und es dauerte nicht lange und der Indianer wurde voll.