5c.m lund wala ladka hoon.ye story us din ka hai jab main 17 sall ka tha aur kese maine mera mami ko choda wohi batana ja raha hoon.meri mami ka naam ...ita hai aur woh ek khoobsurat aurat hai unke age 26 aur Uske boobs 36d size ki hai magar woh jada moti nahin hai magar unki gand mujhe pagal kar deta tha. jab main unko pehli baar dekha to mujhe unko chodne ko maan kar raha tha aur mea lund main current jaise machal jata tha.so deri kiye bina main meri story start kar raha hoon. Meri mama ki age. That meant skin-to-skin contact of our upper torsos wasn’t going to happen. The sling was made of some breathable, stretchable material but it still chafed my belly unless I wore a shirt beneath it. Even if I could have withstood the pressure on my arm, it would have irritated Liz’s little nipples like crazy.“I thought I had this all planned out,” she admitted. She had to be careful even when she was astride me. The way my arm was situated gave her very little room to work. Her knees were. If you want to continue, you know what to do."She hesitated for just a moment, then reached her hands back and lifted her hair clear of her neck."Please, Master ... collar your slave", she said in an almost pleading tone.I smiled, then reached down to slip the collar around her neck. When it was in place, I slid the small padlock through the rings to make sure that it could not be removed without the key I kept in my pocket.When the collar was securely in place she let her hair fall and lifted. Marilyn Lefleur was out of their comprehension. We had absolutely nothing in common.“Well, we do have a few differences, I suppose. I mean, it’s pretty obvious she’s a Yankee, but if that was a problem, we’d have to get rid of Suzie, too,” I said.Suzie grinned. “Yeah, you’re a Yankee, too! Where were you born?”“Plattsburgh. Why?”“Where’s that?” my sister asked.“It’s way up by the Canadian border on Lake Champlain.”“Cool! I was born in Gettysburg, so I’m a Yankee, too!” That was true. Dad had.