Maene uski chutt ko pahli martaba kiss kia tha.Maene bhi pahli time chutt dekha tha.Main to kafi der uski gulabi gulabi chut ko dekhta hi rah gya tha....yunki mera bhi ye pahla sex tha isliye mujhme bahot utsah bhi tha.Main uski chut ko pahle apni ungliyon se mahsoos kia phir uski chut par jaese hi apni zuban lgaya wo chillane lagi moan karne lagi k o jaan e kya karrahe ho,bahot maza aaraha hai,maine phir se uski tango ko phailaya or chut ko phir chatne laga. Wo ab apne dono haath se mere sar ko. As it is, the indifference of your 'community' allows usto do as we please."But who are YOU?" asked Cynthia, "Surly you have a name on your federalID, and a badge." That's privileged information, Mr. Wilson, and you're not privileged toknow. There's this little thing called the 'Patriot Act' that circumventsyour Constitutional 'Right' to be considered innocent until provenguilty. How could we know which of you perverted little sissy faggots areterrorists without invading your privacy? Hell,. "Haven't you ever been sized for a bra before?" No, ma'am," I said. Sensing that the answer needed expansion, I added,"Mom always just guesstimated." I'm a nurse," Mom continued for me. "I'm used to eyeballingmeasurements, and there was never any sense wasting money on somethingthat's just going to charity in five months." Don't I know it," Marva agreed. "Even getting them at ShopMart, myCharlie almost drove us to the poor house from his shoes." She did somequick math. "It's fairly easy. . He stripped down to his tiny satin shorts and led the way. I got so hard when I saw the bed. On top of a deep purple satin sheet are piles of white silk pillows.He said to lie down while he got the massage oil. I groaned when I felt that sexy satin sheet under me. He said to lift up onto all fours, and he pulled some silk pillows down under me. That should feel better for your back, he said. I sank down into the slinky pillows. I moaned again. Don’t worry he said, I’ll soon sort you outI’m so.