Dekhne lage,thodi der mei sanju bathroom ke liye bahar gai,muje bhi jor se pesaab aa rha tha maine socha uske niklte hi andar chala jaunga.wahan jake ...ekha darwaja khula tha,mai undar gya to sanju salwar utar kar muut rhi thi,usne kha sorry band kar bhool gai mai wapis aa gya par mera lund pagal ho gya tha.muje lga sanju ko chod du par himmat ni hui kuch khne ki,sanju andar aai aor boli tera muut kha gya ab ja jaldi.mai muutne gya par mooth marne ka dil hone lga sanju ki chut dekh jo li thi.abi. Mail at for anything…..I’m not north Indian ( many girls have doubt) so i’m clearing this.Coming to story Hazira ( shortly H ) is a fellow reader from ISS and she replied me saying that she like my stories and my experiences are lively and she feels it happen to her while reading and she said she is 37 married and having small girl baby and she would like to know about me…..we exchanged few mails and she said if its ok with me she want to meet me and i agreed and we exchange photos ( she only. I had liked it for a long while and it turned out to be one of his favourites too so guess what I was to wear on our next date!Pete surprised me by having two sets of presents for me; one set for ‘Mummy Penny’ and another couple of gifts for ‘Hotwife Penny’ hidden in our bedroom. The latter included six pairs of sexy panties for my dates – two black, two white, one red and one cream; three thongs and three high cut thigh.No doubt he planned for each pair to be used only once, soiled with semen. She sat my brother and I down and told us we could stay with dad or leave with her. That day changed my life forever, because my brother decided to stay. He thought he was in love and I was really too young and too angry with him to understand. So my mom and I packed up our things and headed off to a new life. My mom changed her name legally back to her maiden name and since I wanted to support her I took her last name too. We settled down in a small town and began to start over. She got a.