Naukarani gehri need mein thi mujhse raha nhn gaya main nasha mein thaMaine paint aur underwear uatar diya aur land hilane laga main pagal sa ho gaya ...ha.Mujhse raha nhn ja raha tha main dhire se naukarani ke dono pao ko failaya aur aur sari pet tak upar ki wo halka sa hili main ghabra gaya lekin sir par aab chodne ka bhoot sagar tha maine kuch nhn socha uske burr ke ched ke pass land lagaya.Aur jor se ghusa diya pura gila chhut tha wo fatt se a ankh kholi boli kaun hainMaine kaha chachi chup. The fighters themselves were blue and had the fold up style wings like the shuttles. The lasers were mounted on each side of the cockpit just above the section of the wing that didn’t fold up and the pulse cannon was positioned in front of the cockpit, almost looking like the blower of a funny car. The engines were under and behind the cockpit seat.The fighters themselves were small, with the wings down they were about 5 metres wide, with the wings up the bodies were about a metre and a half. She was very nice, good looking, her husband was professor in the university but she was not having any kid.Let me tell u how it happened, when I was in first year she was taking our practical class and was telling about frog dissection, when I was doing practical she was standing so close that incidentally I touched her boobs. Then I felt a sensation and to my surprise she didn’t move, so I was in her body touch for quite a time, then she just said something and put hand on my shoulder, doing. Maybe. We can try. Let's give it a try, hon." This was more like it. She was coming out of her shell. We had never had anything but the usual missionary style fucking. And that never seemed to work well for her. She had been able to cum only a few times in the three years we had been together. We were a little shy that night. I have no reason why. We had fucked many times. But this was somehow different. We were venturing into new territory. My baby was a beautiful woman. I had told her that.