Slowly and as quietly as a mouse she unzips my fly and expertly dips her hand inside to pull out my eager cock.I try to stifle a gasp and look up nerv...usly at Steve. He is following the beam of his lights, focussing on the road in front of him, while my wife continues to talk to him about our c***dren. Thankfully the roads are deserted at this time of night and there's little reason for him to use the rear view mirror, though hopefully the darkness of the cabin and the row of seats in front. Uski maa ka naam rachna hai wo 39 saal ki ek khubsurat mahila hai uska figar lagbhag 35-28-34 hoga usko dekh kar har kisi ka land khada ho jata hai ………Ab jada time na waste karte hue mai story per aata hu jab kalp 19 saal ka hua to mere college me wo padne aaya jaha uski sumit, ashraf, ajay or mujhse dosti ho gayi ham aksar mouj masti karte or ghumte. Hum sabhi dosto ne ladkiya pta rakhi thi to hum unhe chodte or phir apas me ek dusare ko btate ham dosto mai sax ki baate to aam baat ho gaye the. Burgess had a different plan and he placed his hands on my hips pulling down while thrusting up with his pelvis allowing his cock to tear through my virgin wall. A flash of light passed in front of my eyes and pain escaped from my moans as his manly cock took my special gift. Soon the pain subsided and pleasure quickly took its place as I rode up and down his thick cock.Mr. Burgess said it was time for me to be fucked like a real women and pushed me off his cock. Bending me over his desk,. After making an appointment I asked my dad to drive me to the location on a lazy Friday morning. He wasn't a member of the club so he parked the family car near the local pub outside the grounds. I went into battle on foot with in my head the interview with the club secretary entirely planned out. Nothing was left to chance, so I thought. She was one of the new generation of top business women who were pushing themselves through to such demanding jobs like hers. In the national golf trade.