.main bata nahi sakta doston lund chuste chuste jab who mere taraf nazrein uthakar dekh rahi thi bilkul hot lag rahi thi…aise hi dus min tak mera lu...d chusti rahi, maine kaha ab meri bari, itna kehate hi maine use bed par ulta patak diya aur uske sare badan par kiss aur lick karne laga. Lick karte hi uski siskariyan shuru ho gayi.Lick karte karte jab uski gand ke paas pahuncha to aisa laga jaise 2 pake huye tarbboz mere samne rakhe ho aur inhe kha jaun…maine use kaha teri gaand to badi ho gayi. I am doing massage as I like to give pleasure and have fun while doing it. I have explored many girls, aunties, and couples too and provided fun to them.Coming to the story, I was contacted through the mail by Mr.Hari regarding my earlier story. He read my stories and liked them. We were exchanging all the personal details and he requested me to post his story on behalf of him. So here I am narrating his story as though I am Hari. This story is about his mom and how she became a slut after. I don’t think my reply even registered as she sauntered out the room. “Keep an eye out for your sister” she shouted as she made her way out the house.As mum left Conan crept into the room. He was a “Wall-eyed, Collie, Labrador cross. He bumped past me and made his way over to Carrie, resting his head on her lap. “Good boy”, Carrie rewarded his attentions with the fuss they deserved, stroking his head.Carrie finished her toast, “I’m off to my room”, she said, “C’mon Conan”. They both left the. I swung around the corner we had previously agreed on, and she hopped into my car.At this moment it dawned on me that I really hadn't expected this to get this far, and come to reality, and I had given no thought to where we would go that night. I drove around a bit, and we talked, nervously. She smiled a lot. She was wearing an impossibly cute little low-rider skirt, a white blouse, little pink ballet slippers, and pig tails. She was the hottest, prettiest thing I had ever laid eyes on. .