Dosto kahani p ana s phela m ek bat bata du meri saali gajab ki maal hai uska figure aisa hai ki mano wo husna ki pari hai ho .Kisi bhi mard ko usko c...odna ka man ho uske boobs mura milki hai mano jaise doodh ki pouch ho. Uski kamar bhi gajab kamal ki hai bhut raseli hai uski khulha ka tho jawab hi nahi bhut hi baada aur spongy hai.Uski figure ka size 34 30 36 hai. Ab ata hai kahani p ye ghatna aj s 2 saal phela ki hai mae apne kisi kaam s kolkata gaya hua tha.Kolkata m meri sali ka ghar hai. He continues down my arm with the same methodical treatment – find a muscle, stretch and knead it until it is soft and pliable as wet spaghetti. Then move on to the next. When he finishes a part, he makes sure it is covered with the sheet. When he gets to my hands, he continues – kneading and stretching the muscles in the palm, and across the back of my hand. He even works each finger down to the very tips. Flexing, extending, massaging. When he finished every finger, he covered that arm and. Hold still. I just wanna try something first,’ Eugenia said, dropping to a crouch and fishing around the soil with her fingers. ‘Y’know, I wish I had a nice garden like this one. My father won’t even let me keep a potted plant, he won’t. You’ve got lots of tasty veggies here, don’t you?’ Betty nodded silently. She glanced up a moment. Although the slatted garden gate had greenery wreathed around it, disconnected specks of her house were still visible past it, and something there caught her eye.. "I hooked my fingers hard against her pubic bone then pressed her upwards and backwards so that the head of my rigid cock slid forward and raked across her anus and on towards her, by now, very moist vagina. That was when it finally dawned on her that what she was about to receive was more than she had bargained for.She pulled forward and turned round to see my cock."Tim! It's huge! I can't take that." I've heard that before, you can and you will, happily. I promise to go really slowly, I want.