I know that before there is a story, there must be grammar and structure. You, Mr. Jones, don't make the grade. Your story line is not a relevant co...sideration until you have written a grammatically correct story. I suggest you go back to school and learn some basics," said Sam."Hey, The story is what is important! Don't give me any of this here andthat there grammar gotta be first crap!" stammered a red faced Bob."Mr. Jones, your spoken grammar is only exceeded by your written expertise. I. Ma ne muje turant chup hone k liye dant kar kaha aur anty ko mera muh band karne ko kaha . Anty bina der kiye apni bayin choochi mere muh me dal diya . Me anty ko dekne laga , wo bahat khusi se apne choochi ko pakde muje choosne ko uksa rahi thi. Phir wo mere upar chad gai aur mere lip ko muh me leke jor se chusne lagi. Ma samne abi b khadi thi aur sab dek rahi thi. Anty dhire dhire mere pure badan ko chumne aur chusne lagi. Neck chest aur nipple sabko t shirt k uper se chumne agi. Dhire se. She suddenly stopped and her very tight vagina squeezed my blood covered dick her biting muffling her screams which was sending shivers down my spine for some time I thought time was moving super slow because I took notice of these, her face her room the cum coming from the depth of my body all the blood in my body was in my dick before normal speed or something like that returned and I shot long ropes into her whilst buried deep these ropes felt so long I thought they could be used in gym. Slowly she began to run her fingers over her breasts one at a time as she danced. Her dancing was becoming more provocative as well, her hips moving back and forth more forcefully. Danny imagined what it would feel like to have those hips riding him, to feel her gently sway as she was on top of him. He felt himself getting hard at the thought of it. Lara’s hands slowly moved down her body. She began to touch herself and Danny wished the curtains were drawn further apart. He could only faintly.