Rina My First College Girlfriend
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In their unlikely relationship everything that had gone on between Toby and Rina happened at Rina’s house. Over that time she and Toby’s mother had become good friends but he and Rina always kept their relationship closely guarded. After their unbridled time in bed during their first get- together in the Baltimore apartment the evening was to be capped off with dinner at Rina’s favorite restaurant, Haussner’s. Haussners, founded in 1926 became one of Baltimore’s most famous landmarks over a...
Hello people, amar last story te ami likhechi amar aar nilima bhabir sexual realtion er kotha. Nilima bhabi usa chole jabar por amar ar temonvabe karo sathe realtion hoini. Sexual relation to durer kotha karo sathe kono initmacy-o hoini. Tobe ekdin ami amar bhabir maa er sathe ekta sexual incident-e joriye porechilam. Shei kothai ekhon likhchi apnader. Amar bhabir maa er age chilo prai 40 er kachakachi. Dekhte besh shundori. Forsha gaayer rong, ektu bhari shorir amar bhabir motoi. Buker...
Rina still had my erect penis in her hand and appeared to have been studying it. I could only see the back of her head but felt her breath wafting on my knob. It was not something to which I was unaccustomed. In my experience with the nuns, there was usually not much scrutiny of what was protruding from my fly. Rather, the person bending over was either on her knees or was quickly putting it into her mouth. But Sister Natalie often studied it. As I heard, “It’s SOH beautiful Toby,” the blast...
Two weeks before the dinner at Haussner: On the observation deck of Cleveland Hopkins Airport, a small crowd gazed at the sky in anxious anticipation. The plane was fifteen minutes late. “THERE IT IS,” one of them cried in relief as a spot appeared on the horizon quickly taking on the silhouette of an airplane. The thundering drone of its four engines soon shook the air as the silver, triple-tailed Lockheed Constellation emblazoned with TWA red letters flashed by. Tires screeched wafting...
Rina lay naked on the bed she had never shared with her husband. It was part of the modern furniture they had bought for their new home in Burling Hills, Ohio. Sergei died in a traffic accident six months before they moved in. She had gone through her grieving period and had recently realized she wanted to feel like a desired woman again. She was edgy about getting back into the dating scene again and was working through the discomfort of finding a candidate with whom to go to bed. Having...
Thirty-two people signed their pictures in my Armstrong High School yearbook, the most repeated comment being “Keep your winning ways and you’ll always succeed.” Mary Lou Devlin wrote: “You mean so much to me. You have taught me so much! I hope you succeed in Baltimore. I wish you weren’t going so far away!!!” I never had enough time for a steady girl but had two stalkers, Mary Lou Devlin, and Becky Baldridge. Becky was a pest. But had it not been for my commitments at ST. Bart’s and to Rina...
As I followed the classy-looking widow from her bedroom through the hallway Rina’s husband’s silk kimono was giving me a sensuous massage. It was the most elegant garment I had ever worn. As a post-pubescent male, I was no longer mystified at how often my erections buttonholed me throughout the day. Entranced by the voluptuous swaying of Rina’s hips I almost laughed aloud when I realized how my fickle member was once again swinging heavily like a pendulum between my legs. Just the thought of...
At five o’clock Monday morning Toby was pounding on the door to Sig’s Diner. He knew Sam would be there to open for breakfast. When she saw the anxious look on his face through the door, she opened it and said, “What can be such a problem for you to come here so early Toby?” She didn’t add, “You’re not due ‘til Wednesday after school.” Out of breath from walking so fast, he said, “I, I didn’t expect what happened last night Sam. It caught me by surprise.” “You’re alright with it though...
As I walked home at 1:43 a.m. I was right about the starched uniform. The stiff fabric of my black and white checked pants played hell with the chafed head of my dick. But rather than wince and trouble me with the irritation of my parts I was fascinated enough at how it had come about, chuckling, and shaking my head every hundred feet or so. I finally realized what it might have meant when Sister Natalie and Rina Strelnicov had said to me throughout our relationships about me being...
Tonight, was the first time he was aware that Cissy had a child. My child? Taken by the sphere of the whole thing: his attachment to Cissy as a young nun, their sexual shenanigans in the bosom of the convent, Monsignor McGlaughlin taking her to Baltimore where she would have her baby. Had this been planned from the time Sister Natalie encouraged their sexual union to start? And did Rina influence him to attend Johns Hopkins in Baltimore so he and Cissy could reconnect? Regardless of being...
ME EK HATTTA KATTA 26 SAL KA JAVAN HU OR YE KAHANI BILKUL SACHE HAI. MERA NAME SHEKHAR HAI. YE KAHANI AAJ SE DEDH SAL PURANI HAI JAB MERE SAMNE VALI 10 TH ME THI. USKA NAME RINA HAI. USKA BADAN KYA GAJAB THA VO CHLTI THI TO DEKH KE MERE TO HOSH HI UD JATE THE.USKA FIGURE LAGBHAK 34 28 35 THA. ME APANI BAT PE AATA HU. HUM JAB IS GAR ME RAHNE AAE TABHI MENE MERE SAMNE VALI KO DEKHA THA OR USE DEKHTE HI USE CHODNE KI ICHHA BANA LI THI. FIR JAB HAUM REHNE AA GAE TAB HAMARI THODI THODI BATCHIT...
This was an unusual Saturday: coffee with Ms. Strelnicov in the morning on the way to work a St. Bart’s. Then on my way home, she was working in her garden and waved me in as I was passing on my bicycle. Inviting me to share a glass of iced tea on the patio she gave me a blowjob which ended up fucking on the outside couch. Then all of this. I do not know the extent to which Sister Natalie, Mother Superior of St. Bartholomew’s Catholic Church had to do with me being there or if this was just...
Hi, To all Iss reader this is my first story hope U all would like it a complete fiction.my self raj i live in Mumbai this story is about my aunty nandita,let me describe her she is in her 30s,lives with her husband and daughter.She is born beauty with an awesome fig of 36.28.40 ..her assets are her huge melons of 36 d and her ass that will give a hard on to any guy who looks at it So now my story starts this was like 5 years ago when I was appearing for my 12 th HSC examination at that time my...
High school for me had always been easy but people always told me, “Wait ‘til you get into college.” Having been there only at Johns Hopkins a couple of weeks I found, while there was more work and the reading assignments more intense because my father suggested I take a speed-reading class when I was in the ninth grade, I became quite proficient at it. So far, I found the educational concepts in college a natural progression from high school, so I didn’t have to labor over my homework like...
Mel’s Cabin Break…..Part 3.Mel made her way back to the cabin and headed straight for the shower. It wasn’t quite lunch time yet her stomach was grumbling with hunger, after all, she had just worked up one heck of an appetite. She’d already cleaned the dildos and returned them to their hiding place before heading to her room for a fresh set of clothes. It was another glorious day and as she lifted a pair of tight denim shorts from the drawer, she immediately thought that they would be way too...
Mel is a bit more than twenty-six now, very blonde and attractive. About five foot six, slender, with narrow shoulders and full hips, with a tight, round ass just made for spanking and fucking, even though I’ve really tried not to notice. Too much, even when she deliberately wiggled it at me. Her breasts are still small and firm, for those who keep track, probably a nice B-cup size, having not yet filled out to match her ass, although she rarely dresses to accent them, which could make a...
Chapter 3 Mel meets the motel owners Mel had been working the truck stop for about a month and a half. During that time she had accumulated tens of thousand dollars from working the truckers, twenty dollars at a time. At the end of each day, she would put most of the cash into an envelope and mail it to herself at a PO box that she had set up on the far side of town, using the PO box as a safe deposit box for her earnings. She would keep just enough cash on hand each day for food, drink,...
Mel, short for Melissa, was a completely normal girl growing up. By the time she reached 18 though, she knew that she wasn't normal. She couldn't remember ever being sick, and she could read people. That is to say, she could look at someone on the street and know what was going on behind their eyes, know the dark thoughts and urges that they keep hidden from the world. She could also tell what was going on in their body, whether they were healthy, or whether they were harboring some unseen...
The musical orchestra Mel and i are in had a performance in Rochester ,New York and i needed someone to share a room with at hotel. Mel was the first person who came to mind,and since blowing him last time i thought i would ask him. Mel told me his wife wouldn"t be going and he would love to share a room with me!! Friday morning we had to meet bus in Burlington,Ontario early so when i got up i showered and gave myself an enema so i would be so clean for Mel.My toes were painted bright red and i...
In her early teenage years Mel had enjoyed her annual two week holiday abroad with her mother and stepfather but as she grew she blossomed into a beautiful young woman. Her stepdad Dan, watched over the years as this young girl morphed into a more beautiful, younger version of his now wife. Mel’s mother had her when she was only nineteen and when Dan looked at photo’s of her at the time, he saw the beauty of a woman that no man could resist. Unfortunately, she would be the first to admit that...
When she finished, Mark pushed Mel to the bed and returned the favour by opening her tight wet dripping pussy and putting his head between her legs. No words passed each other as she held the back of his head where she wanted him to stay "Such me Bitch" she commanded and he did as she ordered. Sucking and licking her tight loving pussy, his tongue lapping up all her hot cunt juice as it trickled out of her steaming hot horny pussy. Marks tongue flowing left to right and right to left,...
We were out in a pub getting her drunk enough to go to our favourite spot where she would let me screw her in the car while people watched from outside. It was several weeks since she had met one of her "colleagues" for sex and she'd got bored with our usual sexual routine so I knew she was up for a little variety. I noticed her eying up a bunch of black guys who'd sat down at the other end of the bar and as I turned to look at them it was obvious they were looking her over too. When I went to...
Mel’s Cabin Break Continued…….Mel lay in bed that night thinking about Dan’s words after her threesome earlier that day. She couldn’t believe he’d witnessed everything. What was he going to do? Her imagination started spinning out of control and through sheer exhaustion she fell asleep. Her mind continued the torment in her dreams and she seemed glad when the sun through the window woke her next morning. Almost immediately the thoughts of yesterday came back and as she placed a foot on the...
MEL IS 66 YEARS OLD AND IS IN MY MUSICAL ORCHESTRA. HE IS HANDSOME WITH A GREAT PERSONALITY. HE IS MARRIED BUT HIS WIFE IS AILING ,SO I DONT THINK HE GETS MUCH ACTION!HE IS A HORN PLAYER AN I IN THE PERCUSSION SECTION.MEL AN I JOKE A WELOT AN HE SOMETIMES JOKINGLY SAYS I HAVE A NICE ASS! HE HAS BECOME MY FANTASY DURING MY MASTURBATION SESSIONS!WE HAD A PERFORMANCE IN SIMCOE AN WE HAD TO GET CHANGED AFTER PRACTICE INTO OUR UNIFORMS.THE MEMBERS WERE PROVIDED CLASSROOMS TO CHANGE INTO.WHEN I GOT...
This is dedicated to my friend Melissa (db-11) from Sydney – Hope you enjoy it Mel--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------My friend Ian and I were down in Sydney for the Ashes test. Before we went the anticipation was high as England had already turned them over in England in the summer and were now looking at retaining the trophy down under.However by the time the fifth test in Sydney had come round...
By : Achcha.Bachcha Doston ye baat ki Shuruaat hui jab me 18 saal ka tha adult movies dekh ke man me sex ki bahut chahat hoti thi aur uski wajah se har ladki ki body ki taraf ek alag hi attraction hota tha. Aur kisi ladki ka nangi body sabse aasani se dikh sakti hai apke apne hi ghar me me apni vacations ke liye generally bua ke ghar jaya karta tha, bua ki do betiyan aur ek beta hai beta us samay engineering student tha aur hostel me rehta tha, unki chhoti beti us samay 3rd class me thi. Ab...
Mel the Human Cow pt 1. "What's a human cow program, Daddy?" Melissa asked not understanding the implications of her exam results. Walt looked at his sweet eighteen year old daughter, "Well you know how the top twenty per cent of kids go to the Universities, and the middle sixty per cent go to tech school," he explained. "And the next ten per cent work in McDonals," her mom added stupidly. "Well see the bottom ten per cent," he paused, "Well if they are that stupid...
this a joint story by me and Mel:ThemeparksIt had been a long week at work and me and some of the other blokes went to a local bar for a few drinks. After about an hour there were 4 of is left as blokes do we were studying the women there and rating them.A bit later on I spotted a blonde at the bar who seemed to be on her own and had an amazing ass that filled her jeans to perfection. I pointed her out to the rest of the lads and they all agreed. Despite us not taking our eyes of her she didn’t...
I walked up to the doorway, confirmed the number (there was no sign at all), hesitated for just a moment and then walked in. There was a circular desk in the center of the room, from which two lovely girls smiled up at me. "May I help you?" one of them asked and I replied that I had an appointment for a consultation. She took my name and said, "Yes, Mr. Huntington. Miss Wentworth is running a little behind schedule. If you'd like to take a seat in the lounge area, we'll be with...
A few years before I met Melba and Wanda, Melba's second husband had died, leaving her with their house on the lake not far from my home, but very little else. It was shortly after that when Melba took Wanda into her home and adopted her. In order to make ends meet and provide for them, Melba applied for and secured a position as the treasurer at a retail furniture store. Wanda wasn't qualified or able to work in any capacity, but she essentially was Melba's housekeeper and companion. A...
Straight SexA few years before I met Melba and Wanda, Melba’s second husband had died, leaving her with their house on the lake not far from my home, but very little else. It was shortly after that when Melba took Wanda into her home and adopted her. In order to make ends meet and provide for them, Melba applied for and secured a position as the treasurer at a retail furniture store. Wanda wasn’t qualified or able to work in any capacity, but she essentially was Melba’s housekeeper and companion. A...
"OK Mel, you can take off the blindfold now." I removed the blindfold and looked at my wife. "Oh sweetheart, I told you this is your birthday present! Don't look so stressed out. I promise you are going to love what I've arranged for you to experience today." I was still confused but accepted my wife's assurances. We'd had our ups and downs but we were still together and about to celebrate our tenth anniversary. I turned my attention to my surroundings. My wife had taken me...
Dick's load was sweet, warm and thick, and my tongue poked out of my mouth and spread his nectar around my lips. I dribbled some back onto the head of his cock, swallowed what was left in my mouth, and continued with my cum-play, all the while staring up at him. I just loved having a cock at mouth-level with its handsome owner looking down at me, a satisfied smile on his face. Bill spoke. "He really is a cum slut. He just might get off on it more than you do, Susan!" "Of that...
Many years ago on a Friday afternoon I drove my Volkswagen camper to a covered flea market pavilion about 10 miles from my home and unloaded the fishing and camping wares I hoped to sell some of over the weekend when the flea market was open. Then I drove a couple of miles to a rural honky-tonk that served food to eat a bite before returning to the pavilion to sleep in my camper until the next morning when I would set up the displays of my wares. I had finished eating and was watching some...
Many years ago on a Friday afternoon I drove my Volkswagen camper to a covered flea market pavilion about 10 miles from my home and unloaded the fishing and camping wares I hoped to sell some of over the weekend when the flea market was open. Then I drove a couple of miles to a rural honky-tonk that served food to eat a bite before returning to the pavilion to sleep in my camper until the next morning when I would set up the displays of my wares. I had finished eating and was watching some...
MasturbationMELBA AND WANDA - THE END Someone once said that all things must start and all things must end or words to that affect. Thus it was with Melba, Wanda, and me. Since the time Melba married Frank I had limited contact with her because Frank was usually around. I understood her situation and waited on her to contact me to arrange our next "get together". Having not heard from Melba for several weeks I took a chance and dialed her home phone number. After a few rings a feminine voice I'd never...
Mature"Look, Melissa ..." I followed Susan's eyes toward the entryway of the bar, then returned her smile. One year ago my wife, under the ruse of a birthday gift, had blindfolded me and taken me to Expectations. A few hours later I had walked out as Melissa, wearing a schoolgirl's uniform, with my first dose of estrogen just starting to do its work. Now, thanks to my wife and her lover, I was a woman in heart, mind, soul and body, having had the final surgery a few months before. ...
Note: The following story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. for Lorrin Murray First of all, it wasn't my idea to take the bottom bunk. My mom and I got to the dorm room early, and she just made up the bed for me. "Oh, good, Erin," she'd said, "you get the bottom. Here, help me with the corners." Then she rearranged the clothes I'd hung in my closet, tidied up my desk to be more...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
Melba and Wanda - Part 2 After Melba and Wanda had spent most of the day Saturday with me at the flea market pavilion they left, much to my disappointment. I had enjoyed the moments we all spent together inside my camper with both of them fondling and admiring my cock and balls, and I had certainly enjoyed smooching with them, playing with their tits and sucking on their delicious nipples. When darkness descended and most of the customers had left I bought a plate of barbecued chicken that one...
Straight SexLast month I was sitting in a bar when I saw this beautiful sexy woman. She was a nice tall brunette about 125 pounds and had beautiful C – cups. As my waiter walked up to me I said “Get that lovely lady a drink on me.” When he brought her the drink I stood up and walked to her table and sat. I look up at her and say “hi I’m Bobby.” “I’m Shawna” She says. “Well Shawna you’re very pretty.”I said “you don’t look bad yourself,” she teases. We get to talking and at 1:15 she invited me...
One day I was at school and got a text from my older bro. I didn’t see it until I got out of class. It read, “Wanna get laid? Here after school.” and gave an address in our apartment complex. Curious and horny, which was a lot of both for a fifteen-year-old boy, I went over there and my bro answered the door. “What’s going on?” I asked quietly, hearing noises from the bedroom. “See for yourself,” as he led me towards the sounds. From the doorway there was a sight I’ll never forget; a “first...
CHAPTER 1 Cliff Cross was preparing to sail up the coast of the French South Pacific territory of New Caledonia and was in port in the capital of Noumea topping up with diesel and water. He’d been ten weeks sailing up the Australian northeast coast visiting places and then crossing the Coral Sea attempting to find adventure and caught the attention of a nosy shark when he was swimming fifty yards away from his 42 ft sloop. It gave him a series of scares and a big adventure story to relate...
Randi's Vacation Randi woke up to his alarm and quickly silenced it. A quick glance to his left confirmed the Denise was already up. She almost always got up before him preferring some extra time between getting ready for work and needing to walk out the door. He preferred to have enough time to get ready, eat and go. He walked to the bathroom which was right in the master bedroom. The condo they bought was a bit extravagant but provided plenty of room and they could afford it on...
Hum dono abhi bhi nange hi thay. Chalte chalte usne paad maari. Uski gaand mein abhi bhi haddi akti hui thi. Nadi kinare, jhadiyon ke bich usko bithaya. “Hug le saali madarchod. Kab se paad rahi jai bhosdiki.” Woh hugne lagi. Uski gaand se haddi nikal gayi. Uski garam moot ki dhaar mere pairo pe giri. “Saali maderjaat! Mere pairon pe mootegi. Saali raand muh khol,” main uske muh mein mootne laga. Lavda uske gale mein ghus kar mootne laga. Maine apni tange faila di aur wahi khade khade hugne...
This is a tale I wrote some time ago This is a tale I wrote some time ago. Recently, I re-read it and decided to have it published in the BDSM Library. Of course, I gave it a quick edit. I hope I managed to catch most of my mistakes. I?m not certain how it compares to my writing these days but, considering the amount of E-Mail I have been getting, I thought it might be enjoyable to find out what my readers thought of this tale. If it is well received I plan to write a sequel that I have...
My friend Mel came to stay, we spent the day in town shopping and having our hair done.As the day was getting late, we grabbed some wine from the local shop and decided to sit in the garden, as it was still warm.It was long before we got talking about sex, we had been telling each other the things we had done, She told me how her boyfriend was very shy about trying new things."I have always tried everything once, if I didn't like it, I don't do it" she said.I asked if she had spoken to him and...
Mel to Melissa Part 16 The author welcomes feedback at [email protected] I smiled at the corner of the ceiling where I knew a camera was located for a beat longer, then used my index finger to steer a globule of Mike's cum to my open mouth, where I sensuously licked it clean. I thought about winking at the camera before thinking better of it. I just smiled again, and then settled my head down on the carpet as my eyes shifted toward my lover. Our eyes met, saying more than we...
MELBA AND WANDA – THE END Someone once said that all things must start and all things must end or words to that affect. Thus it was with Melba, Wanda, and me. Since the time Melba married Frank I had limited contact with her because Frank was usually around. I understood her situation and waited on her to contact me to arrange our next ‘get together’. Having not heard from Melba for several weeks I took a chance and dialed her home phone number. After a few rings a feminine voice I’d never...
Mera naam Rudra hai. Ek number ka harami aur besharam. Mera dimaag mere lavde mein hai, jo saala har waqt chudai ke liye uchalte rehta hai. Kasarati badan jo ghanto tak lavde ka saath deta hai. Waise toh bachpan se hi kaafi chudai ki hai. Lekin yeh wali sabse achi wali, ya yeh kahu ki sab se gandi wali hai. Main tab 30 saal ka tha. Shaadi hui nahi thi. Ghar mein rehta hi nahi tha. Naukri hi aisi thi ke sheher-sheher gaon-gaon bhatakna padta tha. Peshe se ek civil engineer, jiski degree paiso se...
Andrea Standing (part 2 of Andrea's Stand) A note at the beginning. One of the problems with writing a serial story is that the author feels a need to recap what happened in the prior portions. Please go back and read part 1, "Andrew Running". It will make this a better story. Briefly Andrew at 19, abused by his father, runs away to a distant relative, Aunt Clara. Andrew goes along with a joke played by Clara's lover Marnie, and ends up as Andrea working in Marnie's luxury used car...
'Mel stands for Melissa' I could tell this plump, chubby cutie was just starved for attention - sitting there at the bar in a tight fitting skirt - edge of her pink thong clearly visible - black thigh-high nylons with her legs crossed. She had glanced over at us a few times, smiling and looking away - tending her drink, which looked like a tequilla sunrise. The bar was mostly empty that time of night around closing time - and my two buddies and I only shared a few...
There was a 70 year old grandma that moved in right next to my apartment, I was 18 at the time and my grandpa was 74. I lived with my grandpa at the time. The old grandma would come to talk to my grandpa each day, she would keep teasing him, she would flirt with him, she tried to seduce him. My grandpa ignored her at first but then he started flirting with her after a couple days. I once came out of my apartment only to see her sucking his dick outside on the porch while he was touching her...
He watched them as they sat sipping their colorful drinks and flirting with male guests and hotel employees alike at the Garden Cloud Lounge. They were undoubtedly four sisters, all in their late twenties and thirties, and attractive. They were obviously American, and they laughed as they tried what little Spanish they knew on the young waiters. He had seen groups like this many times. Their often affluent husbands allowed them to have "Girl's Time Off" now and then. It worked out on both...
Virtual Reality to My New Reality Part 9 By Melissa Huntington The author welcomes feedback at [email protected] Not a word passed between us until Mike pressed his penis into my ass and my hand held his arm tight against my chest. He whispered a good night and I sighed my acknowledgement. Soon I felt his steady warm breath against my neck as he slipped off to sleep. I wanted to join him in slumber but my mind raced with thoughts about what had transpired, from the jarring...
Before we climbed into the limo, I spoke to the driver about our plans. First, I asked for his business card, and then I looked it over. “Tom Bouchet? That’s you?” I asked. “That’s me,” he answered pleasantly. “Nice to meet you, Tom. I’m Carl Buckman and this is my wife, Marilyn.” Tom laughed. “I sort of had that figured out, Mr. Buckman.” He glanced at Marilyn, and nodded towards her, “Mrs. Buckman.” Marilyn grinned. “I like the sound of that.” I smiled too. “Well, Tom, here’s the deal....
Andrea On Her Own (Part 3 of Andrea's Stand) A Note Before: If you have not read parts 1 and 2, please go back and do so. I have spent some time trying to develop the characters involved and a brief description of the plot so far will not help you much. Chapter 1: Needing More I leaned back in my chair and stretched. It had been a long hour and a half finishing the homework from my calc. class. As I stretched I felt the sweater pressing against the breast forms and glanced...
This introduction story is based on true events. All the characters mentioned are above the age of 18. For personal reasons, the names of the characters have been changed. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The writer does not believe in any kind of discrimination or disrespect towards women. The story has been written for sexual satisfaction and should be held in the same regard. “Aah!” Nandini moaned as my thick member entered her...
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