Aaj usske lund se meri chut ko khurak milne wali thee. “Wah, Nandini, issko to bilkul saaf kar rakha hai. Bilkul makhan jaisi komal aur mulayam lagt... hai. Sach Nandini, essi chut maine kabhi nahin dekhi. Dil karta hai issko chum loon!” Main bhi to yahi chahti thee.” Raja, makhan jaisi chut teri hi to hai. Chum lo, chat lo issko. Jo ji chahe kar lo mere saath. Aur ek baat bata, Raja bhai, aur kitni chut dekh chuke ho tum, kitni ladkion ko chod chuke ho pehle tum. Mujhe to tum kafi anubhavi. I will not take much time for introduction. This happend nearly 12years back. i am in 10th class and i failedin maths, i wasfree for one year, my parents engaged a tutuion for maths. Myteachers name is savitri. very good in looks almost homely, i came to know later that she is my sisters class mate. i have no idea about her in filthy manner.Ok one fine day my sister had got cow milk which is called as Junnu( at the time of delivering the calf that milk comes) i had taken that to her house,. “What do you think you doing, you crazy bastard! I took me years to grow my hair this long and Steve spent a lot of money for a hair stylist every week.”“Sandy, it will be much more comfortable for you to have short hair for your workout. Besides they cut your hair in the military to break down your sense of individuality so you will conform to the group, and you need to learn to conform to what I want.” He took out electric clippers and gave her a nice buzz cut. Then he untied her. Lynn half-smiled at her purchase, the dream catcher. It was worn with age, but it was entrancing to look upon. The wind whipped a teasing gust and Lynn pulled the feathers and ring to her. ‘I better put this up before it flies away,’ Lynn said with a slight grin then started walking towards her Saab. A dust devil swirled across the highway. The wind picked up and gust, Lynn turned her head and grasped her trinket tightly, making her way to the car. ‘Bye,’ Lynn said as she opened the car door.