Main usse bistar par le gaya aur apani t-shirt aur jeans utaarkar uske oopar aa gaya.Maine use bahut chooma uske stanon ko bahut choosa aur niche ki t...raf badha. Pehle to maine uski panty ke aaspaas apani jibh ghumai aur fir panty ke oopar jibh ghumaane laga. Use bahut achchha lag raha tha aur woh munh se aah um oohh ki aavaajen nikaal rahi thi.Fir maine uski panty nikaal di aur uski gili gori choot ko dekh kar paagal ho gaya. Maine apni jibh jaise hi uski choot par lagai usne mere baalon ko. When she inhaled, her nostrils flared and she shuddered to the scent of her own arousal. And she made soft whimpers when she licked off the mess from my gloves. And God, it was a mess. She had creamed all over me with the feeling of being so widely, painfully, stretched, of being so thoroughly fucked open. Her head fell back against the medical chair and she opened her eyes to watch me, still subjugated with sexual satisfaction. “Good girl. I’m not quite done with you yet, but for the rest all. Maine bhi apni 2 stories iss per submit ki hai..aur aap logo ne usko padha bhi hai aur mujhe response bhi diya hai.. Mujhe bahot acha laga..to meri pyari bhabhiya aur aunties aaj main apke liye apni 3rd story le kar aaya hu.jo log mujhe nahi jante hai unke liye pehle mera introduction.to dosto aur sahelio mera naam raju hai or age 25 hai.main indore me rehta hu. Jo story main likh raha hoon meri real story hai. Padh k mujhe batana jaror ki aap logo ko meri story kaisi lagi.married females aap. We stayed in Mumbai, Malad to be precise where there was always a demand for sarees in the nearby localities. Mom got a few orders from a few friends to do basic stuff like fall beading and tailoring blouses.The business was off to a steady start but we were barely making enough profit. We needed to come up with something different so that we can make a large profit.“Hey mom, maybe we should do some marketing of your skills online. Then, more people will know about your skills and the demand.