Mera man Manish hai. Mai Puna ka rehnewala hu. Mai ek athelete n basketball player hu. Body ekdam tagadi hai jise dekhke koi bhi ladki ya aunty fida h... jaye. Aur ha sabse jaruri baat mera loda jo ki 7″ mota n 2″ jada hai. (ladkiyo bachke rehna isse)Baat un dino ki hai jab mai Puna se kisi kam ke silsile me Mumbai gaya hua tha. Waha ka kam khatam karke wapas aa raha tha. Jab stn pe aya to pata chala ki abhi ek train hai shirdi fast passanger. Train ka reservation nahi tha isiliye general dibbe. The white tennis shoes of the girls padded the tarmac as they headed closer to where he was standing. Three of the girls were walking side by side while the last was casually following a few steps behind.The three girls pacing next to each other each had adolescent figures, much too young to be considered desirable by an older gentleman like himself. Only the long legged blonde haired female in the center held any sort of mature attraction. The center cheerleader's height was a head taller then. I would enjoy this — witnessing him crawl. But he said nothing, merely returned my gaze with amused disregard. Neither was his demeanour giving out clues. And so I prompted him, "Doesn't your wife mind you kissing girls old enough to be your daughter?" Never mind her," he said, his arms reaching out for my hips to draw me to him again. I raised my arms, using my palms as buffers flat against his broad chest, and I heard myself saying, "What if she comes back? I don't want a scene." Oh, she'll. I told her use her tongue while she was sucking. She figured out what I was talking about, and my dick started to grow. She was still only taking about half of it in her mouth, so I told her to relax and try to take more. She gagged when it got down a little further than it had been. I told her to keep relaxing and not to worry about the gagging, and she’d soon be able to get it all in her mouth and down her throat. Well, she kept going, slobbering all over it, and after a little while she was.