Phir mujhe laga ki kuch ho raha haidusre hi second uske pati ne meri legs ko spread kiya or upna lund ghusa diya or mein dard ke mare dharne lagi. Ooo...oooooooooooo ooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooobabita ne ushi waqt mujhe deepkiss kiya phir to aisa laga ki jannat mil gayi ho mein pure pusine mein thi wo thuk gaya tha mein uspar let kar kudne lagi puch puch ki awaz a rahi thi phir thodi der mein mein uska chusne lagi wow bahut sari lays cream nikal rahi thi mein usko chat rahi thi babita. To maine use vahin pe lagwa diya. Phir naukri ke dusre din usne mujhse kha ki main use ghar tak chod du jahan vo pehle kirae par rehti thi, to maine haan kar diya. Raaste me maine use kaha ki main use pyaar karta hun aur kya meri girlfriend banegi…. To usne thodi na nukur k baad haan kar diya. Aur phir mera raasta saaf, humare beech decide hua ki hum log 20 july 2015 ko sham ko charbagh me milenge aur vahan se main use apne saath le jaunga apni bua k ghar jahan koi nhi rehta.Haan ek baat to. There had not been a stay when Vicky had not earned herself a spanking, and Emile never gave second chances. It was the thing about their community life. Discipline was intrinsic in the growing up process and so Vicky never once complained. Well now the tables were turned and she was about to find out if Emilie was as happy with those turned tables. Vicky slipped off her bikini and soaked herself under the shower. She washed her nipples which she realised were quite taut and knew the thought. Off to bed we went. Cots were set up and everyone retired to their quarters for the rest of the night. After a long period of unwinding and fooling around, pushing my father's patience to the brink, my brothers and I finally settled down and drifted off to sleep. A short time later I was awakened by someone standing over my cot. After the fog of my sleep cleared I could see it was Carrie. She was standing there in her large t-shirt quietly nudging me awake. I started to speak, to ask her why.