Jiske bagal me itni mast maal ho bhala mujhe nind kaise aata doston, fir hamlogo ne idhar udhar ki baat ki, aur thori baat karne ke baad comfortable h... gai hamlog.Fir pta chala unka ghar mere ghar ke side hi hai, maine unse bhabhi bhabhi bol ke mjak karna suru kar dia, aur wo mujhse v ek step aage badh ke devarji devarji bolke mjak karne lagi, maine v man hi man socha kaise v mauka dekh ke aaj chauka laga hi dena hai.Fir unhone bag se ek dairy milk silk nikala aur mujhe dia, maine kha bhabhi. Ok I am digressing again. The only wank whilst watching opportunity was one summer day, hot and humid, when I was lucky enough to see her sitting in the garden. The bushes between our adjacent garments were not then grown too high and where she sat in her recliner chair was in full view of my bathroom window. I was lucky to have a good view through a slightly open window without being seen. I kick myself so many times afterwards, for being too keen to cum , there and then, as I should have. Again her eyes focused on his exceptionally thick wrists, his fingers were long and fleshy little dicks themselves.As she had climbed in his car she saw his face his lips were full and rounded almost like a baby but this baby had stubble.She decided his lips , his wrists and his facial attributes made for a cock as thick as fuck, and most probably just as long.She was horny when she got in his car she was horny yesterday, she was horny last week.She felt as if she was going to fucking explode. " I can explain that," said Kris weakly."We'll see," said Lulu. "In the meantime, I think you should be civil and let the woman thank you." I don't think so," said Kris stubbornly. He turned to Mitch. "You call her back. Tell her I said thanks, but no thanks. Tell her I'd have done it for anybody." He blinked. "Hey. Wait! There's no WAY I did that on purpose. Even if I'd known they were kidnapping her, I wouldn't have run into one of them. That's crazy! It was an accident!" But you DID save her.