.jab mein soh ke utha hi tha ,,,,papa office jaaa chuke the aur mummy mausi ke ghar jane wale thi ,,,mala ko daarr lagne laga ki sahab bhi nahi hai au... memsaab bhi jaa rahi hai ,,yeh meri gaand ke andar ghusjayega hai bhagawan bachalo ish gande inssaan se ,,,,,,mummy chali gayi ,,,,mala bache ko dudh pila rahi thi mein piche se gaya aur ek lakdi patli si mala ki sari utha ke gand mein dhakel di woh boli aAAAHHHHHHHHHHH KAUN HAI ,MAINE KHA MEIN TERA YAAR ,,WOH HAATH JORNE LAGI ,,MAINE KAH A THI. I told her I would try. We got to the convention center andheaded back stage. There was a small changing place for each model.Above each area was the model's name. I found mine and as I looked upand saw my name I gulped and started to shake with nerves. We arrived30-45 minutes ahead of all the other models, and I had sometime tokill, so I practiced a few walks down the runway and more importantlythe stairs.Carrie was the first of the models to arrive. She was a 27yro brunettethat was beautiful.. Thodi der baad main apna hath unke hath par rakha ,ye dekhne ke liye ke vo jag rahi hai ya so gayi hai. Unki taraf se koi response nahi aya. Fir maine thodi himmat kar ke; dhire dhire apna hath unke tummy pe rakha. Kuch der waha rakhne ke baad jab koi reaction nahi aya tab dhire dhire maine usse upar ki or sarkana suru kia. Ab main unki bra ki strip ko feel kar sakta tha. Bat andar se fati pdi thi bcoz agar mousi ne sor macha diya toh bahut maar padne wali thi. Bat iss tym pe toh mind mein sex. Reaching behind me, I pulled up my short dress a bit. Mr Johnson leaned forward in his seat, and slapped my round ass cheeks with his huge black palm. I hissed but looked back at him like a bitch in heat. “Crawl to the seat,” he said hoarsely, pointing to the seat opposite his. And I did. I leaned on the cold leather seat, presenting my ass to him. Reaching behind me with both of my hands, and looking back at him hungrily, I pulled my ass cheeks apart. “Nice,” he said. “Now get it out.” I.