Me bhabhi ki jhaangho pr hath ferne lga.Bhabhi- na. Mt kro,, gate khul rha hai bhr ka , koi dekh lega,,Mene gate bnd kraMe- kch ni hoga bhabhi , phle ... kch ni hua tha or dekho kitne mje aae the,,Bhabhi- nhi , kisi shak ho gya to bat bigad jaegi,Me – aap chup rho.Me- pichli bar yad hai kitne pyar se choosa tha aapko,, kitne araam se chuchiya k mje lie the,, kitne ache se lund pia tha aapne,, or aapne kha tha k agli bar gaand b dogi,, ab kya huaBhabhi. – agr mgr krne lgiThodi der ese hi seduce. She opens the door to my car, grabs her bag and starts to walk to her front door, then she turn around with a confused look on her face and she pokes her head back into my car and ask, “well aren’t you coming? we need to discuss this.”I quickly shut my car off open my door and rush up beside her anxious as to why she wants to talk in her house, she leads me into her room and starts kissing me, this time since I was remembering my dream by now and all those emotions returned a passionate kiss. Brad was just finishing with a prior student as we got there and he looked like a bronzed god with just his bathing suit on.The first lesson was initially on the beach, but once we got into the surf, Brad’s hands were all over my body “helping me” get on the board. But to be honest, I enjoyed the attention from this bronze god in his 20s. Before the first lesson was over, I actually rode several small waves into shore. Brad congratulated me with several hugs which included him smashing my. I bite into it and let the juice drip from my mouth on to your belly. “It’s too late. You can’t have half. If you want some, slide your fingers through the sticky mix on your tummy – chocolate, cream and strawberry juice. Then suck your fingers. Or use the banana. And suck it like a cock.” “I think I prefer the banana. Can I bite it?” “Do you bite a cock?” “No.” “Then, don’t bite the banana – suck it.” “Hmmm.” “There are two strawberries left. Do you want one?” “Mmmm. Yes, please.” “Which one.