We started talking a bit, she asked me if I wanted to go to the strip club’s VIP room upstairs, I said sure. Very excited in my mind, but calmly sai... sure to not make an ass of myself. We got in the VIP room of the strip club, there was lots of ladies up there naked and hanging with other guys that were invited in the VIP room too. She pulled out cocaine, I had never done cocaine before… we did a few lines, I was so horny, I wanted to fuck Ally. We kept talking, she said she does private work. Aur muze gale lag gayi. Maine bhi ek haat uske sir par rak diya aur dusare haat se uski pit sahlane laga.Vah bechari muze chipak kar roh rahi thi aur niche mera land khada ho gaya.Uske bade-bade bobe mai meri chets pe fill karne laga.hum kuch der aisehi chipke rahe.achanak bua ki aavaj ayi kaha ho tum dono.maine kaha uppar terrace pe hai aa rahe hai. Phir hum niche gaye bua kitchen me kaam karne lagi aur mai aur shila TV dekhane lage.mera land abhibhi pant me kada tha mai use chupaneki koshish. ”Jillian took off her hiking boots and the thick socks she wore under them and set them next to her pack. She then tore off her plaid flannel shirt revealing a black lacy bra that had two flesh melons barely contained inside. She then peeled off her denim shorts revealing a very full and round booty equipped with a matching thong. The outline of her mound was pressed against her panties. Jillian took one more look around biting her lip as she unhooked her bra freeing her round perky massive. Each day was literally an opportunity, an invitation to livelife to the fullest. If that was sometimes a little too much to handle,then at least each day gave you a chance to do something new, somethingenjoyable, something to make that particular day special. It didn't haveto be anything earth-shatteringly important either. A trip to thelibrary, a walk through the park, a new recipe could be all that ittook. For Marcia, such a homely notion of happiness wasn't just aplatitude you read stitched.