Brenda kept up a stream of talk, constantly encouraging and directing me. She pulled her legs up close to her chest, aiming the head of my cock at her...g-spot (I was oblivious of its existence and purpose at the time, but she was clearly not). She had apparently been just as aroused as I was--within moments she was moaning sharply and moving toward a quick, sharp orgasm. As I stroked in and out of her and she cried out, I joined her, releasing myself into her. This pushed her further and we. As you guys know hate story is an adult movie.Thus when the kissing scene started we both started looking into each other eyes I don’t wanted to miss the chance & give her a liplock she responded me well. Without breaking the kiss I put aside my lappy & take her in my arms like a baby and stepped to my room an made her lie on the bed & started kissing her.When I tried to remove her top she pushed me “rohit are you mad, plz aisa kuch mat kar” I got angry, instead of removing her top I look down. Then I take out my underwear as well and go on to hug her from behind. She realizes what just happened and gives a slow moan.. Ahhhh..I take some cream and rub it on her cleavage and some inside her panties.Reema : memsaab ko wait mat karao main toh yahi hu..Jab mann kare chod lena….Manav : ha ha..Sab tharki hai yaha peReema : sivay sahab ke…Unhe pata nhi kya chaiyeManav : sahab jae bhad mein,tum ice cream lagao mere lund pe jaldi aur baki upar room mein leka aao, sharab ke saathReema : ji. Something my own father did. I don’t remember how long he was at it, but I think my birth made him leave that job and go into computer sales.I jumped into my car and took off. I drove for a few hours, got lost and found and then lost again. GPS and paper maps failed me more times than I can count. Then my gas light came on. I was driving a PT Cruiser that would suck up gas like a hoover on dust bunnies. I hated that car from the moment I drove it off the lot. The car died almost as soon as I.