Collage Madhe majha kahi man lagat navht mi ekach vichar kela ki kay karaw aani kas kay didi la jhawaw, pan aai baba ghari atana mla to chanche milnar...navhta.Mg mi didi la phone kela aani tila sangitle ki mla tichya collage jawalchya mall madhe 1wajta bhetayla bolawal. Mg dupari aamhi movie pahayla gelo movie thoda juna aani flop gele aslyane tyala gardi navhti khup sits khali hote fakt kahi couples aalele hote tyat kahi married hote. Mi second last row che tickaret ghetle tya row chya aaspas. Main who towel ke liyeh aaya tha, fir boli are main towel nahi muj meh kya dekh rahe ho, maine kha ji kuch nahi to who hus ke boli kuch nahin mutlab mujmain kuch nahi, main kuch nahin huoo, Maine kaha nahi aunty aap sundar ho aapko is tara h dekh ke mujeh mandir rope silp kari se bani Rati Krida karti apsarao si lagi, or main mughdh ho gaya tha Aap ki mudti hue kamar ki lachak or aapke upse huea vaksh or aapki nitambh pe bana kon or nitambh ki chodai or us pe se sarakta hua pani or yeh gila. Shankar: Neha sweetheart, I love you.He pulled her shorts off and Neha was now sitting skinny naked with her tight pussy facing him and Sreejona. Even when she was spreading her legs and her hands applying saliva on her pussy, her vaginal lips were still tight.But her vagina was glistening in the lights of the night. It was wet and when she parted her labial lips, the juice flowed out on the bed. A sweet smell of her cunt filled the room. The smell of Neha’s pussy enticed Sreejona and she. In the distance I see flowing hair so I zoom with my telescope and see her walking, the evening is crisp and foggy and she is panting foggy breathes as she gets a workout up the hill to our street. The wife checks in and I tell she is at the corner several minutes away so I take another look and see that from several houses away the heavy fog has moistened her hair and her shirt outlining her shoulders and trim body I remember from our coffee house chat. I peek out the window and she pauses for.