Ek din musalman ki maa ko laga ajj kal iss matherchod ko kya hua hai yai gar se jaldi chala jata hai aur der se aata aakhir baat kya ajj isse puncho g... ajj ki raat ko b wo gar der se phuncha tab uski maa ne pucha mathechod itna let kyu aaya kya apni ammi abba pura islam ko chudwane gaya tha musalman nhi ammi bus yuh hi dost ke gar der ho gayi. kyu der ho gayi uske gar party thi. chal ab so jaa khana to tune kaah hi liya hoga haa mummy kaah liya ab jaldi so jaa subah baat karenge. Agle din uski. Jeff almost immediately went into the bathroom. Bette was lying on her back, her eyes closed, her fingers buried in her mysterious delta. Sandy licked her lips, and slid down on the floor next to her. ‘Hey, let me do that,’ she said. Bette obligingly took her hand away and opened her legs, as Sandy said, ‘I’ve wanted to taste these ever since I saw them,’ and she sucked one of Bette’s breasts into her mouth while her right hand began to stroke and pet Bette’s labia and mons. Bette opened her. The latest Robert Shone romance novel kept her mind momentarily occupied. She preferred the more smutty paper backs as these fed her real life fantasies, but for now, this would have to do.During a particularly steamy scene in the book where the lead female character had an impromptu liaison with the office secretary, her thoughts turned towards events of yesterday and the woman from the C-Train.Even with these passing thoughts about how brazen she had been on the train and what she had. Might be the woman who would marryhim and will have to be under that ugly chest kissing those nipples would bethe most unlucky woman.She again thought but thinking about his ugly chest she felta kind of twitch between her thighs. She again tried to think about a womankissing the chest of that black Negro and moving her lips licking sweat fromhis dark hairy chest and taking her tongue out to lick those jt black nipples.To her surprise, instead of getting an irritation, she was getting a.