Mjhe lagne laga ab agle hi pal jiju kahenge teri himmat kaise hui apni didi ki jagah lene ki aur fir mjhe ghar se nikaal denge.Magar unhone jo kaha wo...mere liye sapne se kam na tha.“Are gauri kya hua?” unhone mere dono gaalo ki taraf apna hath rakhte hue mera sar uthaya. “ye aansu kyu meri jaan?”Mein jo kuch hi palo m jane kitne bure khayal soch chuka tha unke is tarah bolne pe apni palke uthake hairat se dekhne laga.“Tujhe maalum hai gauri ki tu bilkul apni didi ki tarah lagti hai” jiju ne. But it did not last long as she was shifted to her home town. So I thought to explore some new fun and finally I got that. If someone wants to spent a nice time with me then mail me on As stated in the previous story, when I was transferred to patna (bihar), I had rented a room in a society in a VIP area. As I am a working guy, I had to go to office in the morning and will to return in the afternoon. So I have no time to search for a sex partner. This story begins with rain. In a rainy day when. The mirror was removed and the groom plopped into the chair to both watch the rest of his crew have their way with me and to get me to lick him clean. After that I lost track of how many times I was fucked though I do remember vividly the eight and a half and nine inchers fucking me the first time. The endless blowjobs were a blur. I only know that it went on for hours and didn't stop until all of the virile young men had spent every load they could. My belly felt bloated from all the semen I. I thought a while, how about what he did to me at our 1st meeting? The way forcibly seduced me into this? I did not see that to be so Buddhist though! But I did not ask him. Maybe it can anger him, I thought.We entered the cinema on time, and we were seated in darkness, ready for the action. I was wearing my head cover and he asked me to cover my face as well. I did not know why but I did that anyway.During the film, I felt his hand rubbing against my tight denim on my thigh. I knew it was his.