Mai bhi unke moome sahlaa rha tha,, thodi der baad ab mere bhi lund puri tere se tyaar tha aur main aunty ki dono tange uttaya aur lund ko le kar nisa...ne par lagya.phir main ekKas ke dkha lagya.aur adha lund ander guse gaya.woh dard se tadap utti.who chila rahi thi.tabi main unke honto ko kiss karte hu aur ek dkha lagya aur iss bar ye phele se bhi kaphi zor ka tha .who mujhe rokne lagi bas bas main mar jaungi……pls…..phir jab thoda dard kam hua…tab mainne puri takat ke saat choda maine phle. Brown hair that falls just to the small of her back, green eyes(he knows that thanks to the binoculars) and pretty, puffy lips. Her bust size is at least a D cup he guesses, and her hips are just the right size, for his liking at least. She lets the water warm her up with her arms stretched up so the cascade drips all down her perfect body. He wishes he was her hands massaging and rubbing all the dirt and pain away from the day. His favorite part is coming up, before she washes she takes. I've never known Chris to lie and so when he called asking to meet for a beer and a story, I took my digital voice recorder along. I'd learned long ago that if Chris had a story it'd be good enough to want to save.Chris and I met up at a local watering hole with a very liberally applied happy hour and proceeded to soak up some suds. He and I caught up on current events then began to reminisce about the past. Finally Chris said,"Did I ever tell you about Roni's kinky side?" (Roni was Chris's ex,. ”“I’ll get right to the point,” he said. “You know the Trades and Labor Council is having its Labor Day luncheon at the Sydney Town Hall next Monday?”“Uh huh,” I made an affirmative sound.“Well, John MacBean, the secretary asked me if I would ask you to lead the opening singing of ‘Solidarity Together’; apparently last year he tried to do it, forgot some of the words, and it was ... well, putting it bluntly, it was a shower of shit. I suggested that we get someone who is experienced at singing.