.Jab us k bachey aa yah toh us naye kha bed room may dawa dali hai bachey nahoi ja saktey hai ….Fir jab bachey ghar may hi thy meine us saye bola ya...a phon kar k aur ander khub choda aur us k bachey ek do baar darwaza b thok rahey thy but mein us saye bohat bora chud raha tha uski awaz b nahi nikal rahi thi fir 40min chud naye k baad pura pani us k muh par gira diya aur face pay laga diya aur bola jo bachey bola rahey hai woh face pouch naye lagi meine kha nahi aisi rahi us naye kha bacho ko. ”I followed Vassy and Dylan out of the house, what an ass. Well shaped, her slacks embedded in her butt cheeks, the sway was perfect. Then she turned around and looked at me and then at John Thomas. I could feel the blush rising from John Thomas to my face.The actual trek to the residences was quick and efficient. All Dylan’s items were in the spare bedroom. Dinner was great.“Dylan, why don’t you have your bath while Wyatt and I clean up the dinner dishes? I can’t wait to hear all about your. She was single at thirty two years of age, her sometimes boyfriend, Bill Allen, was a sales representative for a large pharmaceutical company. He was gone at least four days a week, but that was fine with Sandra; she was not really in love with him but just waiting until someone better came along. The problem was no one was really out there to come along. Between her long hours on the job and the dull routine of her life she never met anyone. She was pretty; her dark hair and blue eyes. I’m not exactly sure what we talked about that afternoon, I was rather distracted by my new friend’s appearance. Erica was about five-five, nice, slim figure, pretty blond hair down to well below her shoulders, creamy skin, light blue eyes. As we talked, my eyes were drawn to her clothes. At least to what clothes she was wearing. She wore a tube top and a short skirt. So, the vision before me was mostly bare arms and shoulders, bare tummy, and lovely, lovely bare legs. Probably more than half.