Great!I took half-a-day from work and, instead of going to the gym, put the rack and bike on my car and headed to a rail trail I love. Of course, I’... thought about sex but I really wasn't doing well with people on the website. It was all “Hey, nice cunt, I want to fuck you” or “Hey slut,” so I simply thought, ‘Well, if it happens we’ll see. It’s a long night’.I wore tight biker shorts and a white beater under a tank — and the weather was hot as fuck! I had water and I was sweaty but that’s the. When he finally got the hint I made my way back towards the bar. I just needed a stranger to dance with, and he was tall, dark, and handsome. Feeling rather bold with all of this alcohol in my system , I tapped him on the shoulder. ‘Do you want to dance?’ I said, as I leaned up and put my lips close to his ear, my hand resting on his tattoo’d, muscular arm. He looked around as if I could have been asking someone else. ‘Me?’ He asked with a little shock in his voice. ‘Yes, you,’ I replied with a. ” mrs bhide dard ke mare chilati hai par uska asar mr bhide par nahi padta aur o usi josh me ek aur shot marte hai is bar pura land mrs bhide ki chut me jata hai.“Madhvi aaj me tumhari koi baat ko nahi sune wala hu bass me mere land ki hi sune wala hu.Mr bhide apna land mrs bhide ke chut me dalte huye bolte hai.Mrs bhide:- aaaaaiii gaaaa meeeleeee miii plsss todaaa araam seee daaalooo naaa daarddd hoo rahaa haiii. Aajj meerrrii chhutt faatt gaii aaisaa lagaaa rahaaa haiii. Plsss ruukoo tilodaaa. I must have dozed off because next thing I knew was you were unbuttoning my shirt, your big fingers having trouble with the little buttons. You managed though and slid my arms through the shirt and tossed it on the pile where you'd placed my boots and socks. you undid the button and zipper of my cargo pants and helped me to sit up a little as you slid them and my underpants down my legs and off onto the wet pile. Looking at me, you smiled and laughed "Come on my drowned rat, let's get you.