She appeared to be about 10 years older than me, which suits me just fine. Monday morning of the second week, I passed through the area where I usuall... encountered her, but instead of running past me in the opposite direction, she was stopped, stretching over a park bench. When she spotted me she finished quickly and started running in the same direction I was, following me. She kept a distance between us, and I occasionally threw a glance over my shoulder. No doubt in my mind, being the. Usne kuchh der baat ki, fir phone rakh k boli ‘mujhe apni friend se milne jana hai, uske liye mujhe tiyaar hona hai par mai ye show nai chhod sakti she was watching some stupid shit on TV agar tum vada karo ki Koi cheap harkat nai karoge to mai yahin pe kapde laa k change kar lund maine kaha dekho, jokarna hai karo mujhe koi matlab nai hai mujhe thoda gussa aa chukka tha tab tak man to kar raha tha ki Sali ko pattak k chod dun par fir maine apne gusse pe thoda kaaboo kiya apne aap ko samjhaya. As the bowling tournament ended she came back. As crowded as it was she came back by me for a chat. The game wound down and she was now sitting next to me with her foot on my lap. She had thick, blue socks on, and was telling me how the bowling shoes hurt her feet. I only lived lived about a mile away, and don't remember how I got her back to my house, but she followed me home. It was winter (obviously with football on). We sat on the couch and watched tv while chatting. I asked if she mined if. "She deep throats that thing right to the base? Enough to get pubic hairs against her nose? Holy shit! The woman must be amazing!", I stammered without even thinking.He laughed and replied, "She gives INCREDIBLE head. She does this throat thing and swallows him right up. I've often wondered what it must feel like for her to do that. I also see you're uncut - there aren't many of us around".As he made this comment, he was slowly pulling his foreskin out and playing with his soapy balls with his.