… my mosal sal mot mar rah that mere jesim lohy ki terah red ho cho ka tha.baji ki hips ky thora sa upper patli kamar unki bahri virgin gand ko zada...khobsoryat (more beautiful) bana rahee the,means patl kamar ki waja sy gand ki shap aur be achi aur sexy lag rahee the.dil kar rah thata baji ki gand phar doon aur unky jesam ka har part kooty(lick like dog) ki terah chatoon.Is ky bad baji ja kar flash phar peshab(piss) karny byat gaien,mere to eid ho gaie.how i was lucky …yammm…yam…yameeee.baji ki. "Shoot at will," I said, giving him the go-ahead.I heard the twang, but I kept my eyes on the target. I didn't see a hit. The target was completely untouched. I scanned with the binoculars. There it was, Shooter had hit something, but it wasn't the objective.It was a fucking Poodle, quietly walking down the street, looking for a lamppost to pee on. Only now the dog has an arrow sticking out of his rear haunch. The dog looks up, and the first thing it sees is our target, Anya Petrova, one of the. She slid in front of me and proceeded to give me the lap dance of a lifetime. The music changed, I slipped her more cash, and she kept on sliding against me, kissing my neck and gliding it around to the top of my cleavage. Is this what it felt like? It felt so natural and sexy and soft. I wanted more. And apparently so did she. She had on a very thin bikini top and when she rubbed her breasts against my chest, I felt the hardness of her nipples. She slid up towards my face and stuck one of her. The next day in the evening myself and Ramesh went for a walk and we went nearly half a kilometer. Ramesh was walking behind me suddenly it started to rain slowly and we started to run back home my boobs was jumping up and down while running and he was enjoying the show mean while I was wet and my dress got stuck to my body my black bra was seen through the dress and my panty line was also seen over my track pants.Ramesh was looking me and enjoying the size of my boobs and ass while walking.