Main mumbai ke pass khopoli men job karta hun aur kanpur ka rahne wala hun, aur aaj main apni pahli story likh raha hun jo ki real bhi hai aur sirf do...mahine purani hai. ab main aap logo ko jyada bor nahi karunga story pe aata hun.. baat do mahine purani hai jab main jammu men tha aur kisi kam se ludhiyana gaya tha, wahan se lautate waqt main ek train men chadha jo amritsar ja rahi thi, train men bahut bheed thi main gate pe khada tha aur kuch der ke baad ek married aunty mere peche khadi gayi. "Will she say anything to Paul?" asked Mark."No she keeps herself to herself. It probably shocked her a bit, but she'll soon forget. I know she's got a bad memory."Paul got home from work about an hour later, but slightly earlier than he usually did. He'd had another stressful day at work and was looking forward to a nice evening, maybe an early night. He'd had a cold lately and felt a bit rundown. He opened the front door and heard nothing so he went through to the kitchen. He hadn't thought. All the time.Now – or perhaps here – it’s back to the old ways. I just can't resist. I am so sensitive, so responsive. Doesn’t really seem like I’ll cum all that fast as all that, though, so that’s good at least. For a moment though, I reconsider that opinion as Xandra starts working the edges of the head of my cock with her thumb. The already stimulated nerve endings sparkle with excitement as she smears me with my own precum, sliding her hand around my slick cock. I gasp, and hold my breath a. More desk bound pics followed and again I asked what she’d been up to for two hours of her lunch. I told her that I knew that there would be a mundane explanation, (which there was in the end), but I so enjoyed the idea that she’d allowed herself to be swept-up in the moment one day and disappeared out with someone like that. “Maybe ... one day perhaps” was her reply. I was working until ten thirty that night and a dozen or so more messages meant that I just couldn’t get home quick enough. .
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