Toh abh main apni story oe ata hun mera naam varun hai main jammu ka rehna wala hun meri age 26 saal hai kahani koi 6 mahina pehla ki hai humare ghar ...a sath hamare chacha ji ki ghar hai aur unke ghar main meri chahchi mera chachu unka beta aur unki bahu rehta hai rani jiski shadi abhi 8 mahina pehla hui hai toh abh main apko rani ka bare main batata hun rani ki hight 5fet 6 inch ka karib hogi aur uska rang kafi gora ha uski fig ki kya baat karun kisi ka bhi lund tanke kharda ho jaye unki fig. After a couple of minutes one of the girls shouted "is mick still wankin??" i said id check...the girls giggled an then it went quiet. suddonely i could feel,hear a movement from micks sleeping bag and without a thought i stuck my hand into his bag and was amazed when i felt his rock hard cock brush my hand. he didnt flinch and just kept rubbin his cock while moanin real quietly. i kept moving my hand around his sleeping bag wondering what to do, then came the moment, i pushed his hand off an. "What's the situation on supper?" he asked."At least an hour," his tall, brunette wife said. "Unless you want to make it yourself. Clark Plywood has been dinking around on this sign for their show booth for two months, and now they want it yesterday." Doesn't surprise me," Mark said. "Anything for me?" You want to call Frank Matson. He's getting some kind of goofy intercept when he boots up his 8086. Something to do with the CONFIG.SYS file." Probably nothing major," Mark said thoughtfully.. ) “Look how dull your babies are”. She started showing her spread pussy.I was aroused at the sight of her lovely pussy. She always kept it clean. But it reminded me of my dream about my sister and I grew silent.Me: Honey, I want to discuss something with you. Can you please put on your robe?Preeti: Uh oh, Patidev is serious today.She put on her robe and I told her everything about the dream. She kept laughing all the while. I tried to maintain my seriousness.Preeti: Bhaiyya, maybe you should.