Forget everything am come to the pointe and write my realy life storie in Hindi.Baat dec month ki hai jab main apne kaam k silsile main Una (HP) se aa...raha thamujhe hoshiarpur se chandigarh ki bus pakadni thi par main thoda late ho gaya Maine last bus 9:30 ki bhaag karpakdi to mujhe ek seat mail gai bus abhi bypass pe pochi ki driver ne bracklaga k ek couple ko chadaya. Uncal ki age koi 55-60 ki hogi or aunty ki 50-55ki uncle ko khade hone me problam ho rahi thi to maine apni seat offer ki. Finally I managed to get a break and looked at Jennifer. She was beaming from ear to ear and had tears – tears of joy I’m sure – running down her cheeks. “I take it you’re comfortable with that plan?” I said, smiling. That last comment cost me a slug on the shoulder – Jennifer has a mean right arm.Over the next few months as weather permitted, Jennifer and I would search around on the shore of the island looking for suitable logs that had washed up. Some logs had a company stamp on them and. I started with least likely and ended up at what I thought I would probably test drive back to Jan’s house. I was right. The last of the three was three years old with forty thousand miles for under thirty thousand. Red, with a panoramic sunroof and very clean interior, I took it first to my mechanic. He hooked it up to his diagnostic machine and confirmed that it was in good shape, then put it up on the rack and looked at whatever mechanics look at from underneath. I pretended to understand.. Marveling at what was before me, I leaned back down and got back to work. I licked around her bulbous penis head, teasing her frenulum as I flicked my tongue along it, slowly then quickly. Globules of precum were leaking out of her penile hole as I lapped it up. Growing frustrated with my teasing and wanting my throat more than ever, she pulled my hands off my cock and with both her hands forced my head down as far onto her pole as she could get me to go, she wanted to fuck my throat as deep.