Muje meri story ke liye bahot sare mail Aaye khas kar gujrati femal ke jyada mail Aaye our unmese kai femal ne kaha ki yaar hum guju hai to gujrati me...story kahona to dosto un sab femal friend ke liye me Aapni story gujarati me likh raha hu, Dosto vese to Aap muje jante hi he mera nam Sunil Patel from SURAT our mera mail edress he Aab age ki story gujarati ma Dosto mari mami nu nam che Sarada ye khub sundar ane bharav dar bandha vadi Stri che teni umar mara karta 5 year moti che teni figar. She pooped her head up to kiss me , and I told her he was a good boy , so she sat back in her seat and put her hand out the door . his cock was out , so she grabbed it to toss it off a bit ,, I loved that , at one point she tossed me with her right hand and his with her left . what a nice sight . this was better than the other times when there were 6 men around the car .soon she opened the door and took his cock in her mouth and gave him a little suck while I fingered her . he leant in and. "I suggest you rent a space, and buy the machines you need to meet demand now. If demand increases add a second shift. That would be my suggestion but what ever you do don't change your advertising. The three of you are idea to speak for the company. Those guys are every family's grandfather making something for the kids." he suggested. "And your back story is great. You winning the lottery and helping folks out with the money is beautiful." Well don't get all teary eyed, I'm not giving shit. "Well Billy," he said. in a husky half-whisper, "Want to come to my room for a drink?"I decided that a little alcohol might relax me a little so I agreed. We both put on our robes, grabbed our stuff,and headed to the elevator. We didn't speak as we rode to the top floor of the hotel. As we rode I thought I felt his hand touching my bottom through my terry cloth robe. Why wasn't I telling him to stop?We entered his suite, and I was impressed by how big it was compared to the rooms my parents and.