!’ mene kaha ‘what do you mean.. I challenge!’ Usane kaha ‘thik hai.. jese hi iss bar Niraj ne menre apartment ki keys mangi.. I call you and ...ee yourself’! Mene bhi kaha ‘koi entrapment nahi hona chahiye yani tum kisi ladaki ko seduce karane bhejo’, Nikhil ne kaha ‘nahi ye ayesha hi hogi..!’ Ankit ne kaha ‘yaad rakhana!’3 din bad ankit ka call aaya , kaha tum mene apartment me aa jao, I show u the proof, Niraj aur ayesha ynhi hai. Par main gate se na aana, bahar wait karana. Me vanha pahuchi,. The final position I found myself in was a bit uncomfortable. My face in a pillow, my back at a thirty five degree angle, knees apart with my arms inside of them. I could easily scratch my feet if they itched. Had to turn my head if I was to continue breathing, my eyes searching the room for her. I wasn’t comfortable, I wondered how I would be able to penetrate in this position. A tingling sensation in my fingers and toes started me worrying if they had plenty of circulation. I opened my mouth. "Oh fuck yes Mrs. Russell," he groaned, "that feels great!" Now it was Mrs. Russell's turn to smile while she worked her mouth up and down the length of his thick shaft!!! She pulled her lips off his cock for a second and looked up at him. "Does your girl friend suck you off David? she asked. "Yes," David replied softly, "but not as well as you do." It was obvious that sucking a cock was nothing new to Mrs. Russell, and she really seemed to be enjoying it and David realised this was his chance. I began to shoot the musicians at first, watching them absorb the energy flowing up to the stage. You could see them soak the vibe completely and rock that much harder. The more the bands put out, the more frenetic the audience got.Moving through the crowd in front of the stage, I started to photograph the dancers. About half of them knew why I was there and danced on as if I was invisible. Some struck poses and a very few picked up the pace, trying to guarantee a place in the scrapbook. It.