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Hello, namskar dear friends..Mere naam vijay.
Pehle me apna intro… Dedu, me ahmedabad me rehta hu job karta hu aur pg me rehta hu. Me dikhneme kafi handsome hu aur koibi ldy ya aunties ko afrin karsakta hu. Aur jada tara koi aunti aur ladki muje dekhti hai to mebi koi kasar nahi chhotdta hu.
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Ab ate hai sidhi story pe me ahmedabad me rehta hu pg me aur job karta hu.
Yaha bat kuch din pehle ki hai jab me job se aa rahatha to me sahar ke posh area se me nikal raha tha. Tabi mere samne ek car ai aur usme kya batahu dosto 1number auties thi yar. Sayad vu kisiko dhunth rahithi tabi jake mene usko ishara kar diya aur usne muje bula liya k isharose aur meto jahungahi na kyun k ratke11pm baj rahe thi aur hghw tha to koi pblm nahi thi aur me uske pas gayato usne car ka darvaja kholke kaha k beth javu fir me bath gaya. Agar mere jagah koi aur bi hota to yahij karta.
Fir thode der car age chali to vo boli k aap jaldi hi aa gaye maine bola y kuch wrong number lag gaya hai. Fir maine usko bola k time par ane valehi auntie s ko achha lagta hai. Me kuch samja nahi k ye kyun aisha bol rahi hai muje to aisa k koi wrong number me bat huvi hogi to usne milne bulaya hoga to usne usko dekha nahi hoga aur yaha bulaya hoga to sayad pehli bar dekhato usse me vahi na laga hu aise vicchar mere manme aane lage. Magar me sochne b laga k agar aisa wrong number vala hu to abtak to uska call b ajana chahiye kyun k muje uski carme bethe hi 20mnt ho chuki thi.
Aur vo muje uske bunglow me sayad le ja rahi thi aur hum thodihi derme uske bunglow me pehche to yar kya party thi dear. Fir usne muje smil dete huve kaha k aa jaho mere sath to me uske gharke andar hi sath gaya to pura bunlows khali tha sayad vo aur uske pati dev hoge uske sath. Jabi vo palak k mere samne andar gai to yar vo kya lag rahi thi unki age sayad 40to45 hogi magar lagto sayad 30k rahi thi magar dosto muje jada tar auntie pasand hai kyun k size haina vo 6to7 k hai to aur muje b auntieme hi maza ata hai…
Fir thodider beth tehi auntie andar ses night dress me aayi muje to laga yar tere kam ban gaya. Fir usne muje kaha kya loge aap to mee kaha kuch nahi to usne kaha aisi service dete ho aur khane nahi khate ho aap. Me ab samj chuka tha ke ye muej koi callboy samaj rahi hai aur anjaneme me uske hath aa chuka hu. Magar mebi thodina ye muke chhodne vala tha meto kya koibi ye mauka na chhode yar kya auntie thi yar jaise koi sapne ko raj kumari ho aur mene uske hame ha milate huve kaha kuch thanda ho jayeto accha rahe ga.
To vo ekhi glassme pepsi leke ay aur mene kaha ke aapke liye nahi laye aap kya to voboli k nahi ekmehi mnage kar lenge to mebi samaj gaya k ab ebi chudvaneke mudme hai.
Fir mene anjane me pucha k aapne vaha muje call nahi kiya tha to vo boli k meto aapka number manghi rahithi magar aapne muje number nahi diya aur muje vaha apne bulaya magar muje ek bat samaj me nahi aai aisa muje auntiene bola mene kaha kya. Ke aapne muje bata tha k me formal me aunga aur aapto jeans aur t shirt me aaye aur muje to aapne ishara kiya tabhi malum pada k aapthe to mene batko talte huve kaha k nahi me forml mehi tha magar fir me yeh pehnke agaya aur mujeto malum thana k aap kya pahan k aayege aur vo muskarane lagi. Fir mere hathmese glas lete huve usne puri pepsi leke muje chumne lagi aur firto mebi maujmehi aa gayatha to mebi usko chumne lata to vo sahime gharam ho rahi thi..
Kafi der tak kiss mene usko k to vo boli k kafi bar kiya lagta hai aapne to menebi muskarake smyle d aur unke boobs ko chumne laga kya yar batahu kya item thi. Fir mene unka night dress nikala to pura angreg k tara yar bra aur pnty tha. Kya mal lag rahi thi me to tarif karu utni kam hai unki. Sayad 36,28,36 hoga. Magar kamal k thi.
Fir vobi apne roopme ate huvi muje chumne lagi to mere lund ko dhirese pakad k sahlane lagi. Mere lung dekhte hi uske muhme pani aa gaya aur boly kaise isko aap akele rakhte ho kabi hamare liye b yaha laya karo aise boltehi mene uske muhme mera lung daldiya to vo kya leh rahi thi jaise koi chokobarle rahi ho.
Fir mene usko chodne ka suru kiya to sahime maja aa raha tha dear.
Kya uski chut thi yaro me aapka kya batahu sayad uko lund k bahot jarurat thi aisa lag raha tha muje aur mera 7inch ka to leke sayad vo khus ho rahi thi aur mene jaisa usko chodne ka suru kiya to chillane lage aur boli aur chodo kya maal tha yar muje to maja aa rahatha magar jada maja le raha tha fir mera lund uski chutme se nikalke u muhme lene lagi fir jorjorse chusne lagi aur boli kahathe aap itne din muje aap jaiseki jarurat thi fir vahirat ko maine uske 3bar choda aur chadta hi raha..
Fir thodi rat hone se usne muje uske bd pe sulaya aur kaha k janu ya aap jab tak chahot tab tak so shakte ho kyun k me yaha akeli rehti hu. Aur chodne k bad mebi thak kaya tha aur vobi thak gayi thi to bate, aur kon na thake yar 3bar chodne seto koibi thak sakte hai.
Fir me subah utha to usne muje kaha k abi bi aap aram kar sakte ho agar karna hoto mene kaha nahi muje job jana hai to usne kaha aaho yaha batroom hai aur na lo fir me nane kaya to vo vahabi aai air mera chusne lagi aur firse mene usko choda aise karke mene usko char bar choda aur fir fres hoke usne muje subah subah nasta karay aur muje jaha se le gayithi vaha chhoda aur muje chodte vaqut5000diye aur boli k apse 3000k bat huvi thi magar 2000 tips hai fir vo vahase chali gai.
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Whitney Wright was born in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, on September 20th, 1991. Her family has Native American and Welsh roots. The ultimate paleness of the welsh combined with the brown of Native Americans to create her sexy and sultry skin tone.From Medician to Let Dick InAfter graduating high school, Whitney attended college for both nursing and pharm tech studies. However, money was tight, so she left her studies to become a stripper for ten months. By the end of that ten months, Whiney...
Twitter Porn AccountsStill blindfolded, still bent over and bound to the leather chair, Hayley waited for him. The taste of his come was still there, still strong, on her tongue and in the back of her throat. She savored it, just as she did the wet feel of his come in her tender asshole. The cheeks of her bottom were sore, both from his hand and her wicked, wooden hairbrush. Her nipples were so damn tender she could feel the air move when the central heat kicked on. She’d wanted to feel completely owned, to be...
BDSMHi This is a true story & happened on Sunday the 1/11/15I'm a recent cross dresser living in hove, as i have a good figure i can look quite goodI awoke at 4.15 am feeling horny, shaved showered & got dressed in my stockings, suspenders, heals, black dress make up & wig. Buy now i had a massive hard on, so i had to put on some panties to hold my cock in a bitI drove to dukes mound on Brighton sea front, passing through the town, lots of drunk women so no one took any notice of me...
I’m Sam I am 19 I live with my mum her boyfriend my 2 sisters and little brother one summer my mums boyfriend had to go away for 2 weeks and my sisters wore both on a collage trip for a week so there was only me her and my little brother so we took a drive to Brighton and stayed in this nice little hotel me and my brother wore right next door to mum.On our first night mum went out on the town for a drink she was wearing a tight black spandex skirt that hugged her hips thick thighs and fat ass...
The encampment was surrounded by wire and as Rick anxiously looked closer, he could see armed sappers crawling through the wire from all directions. Rick thought, "Oh fuck, I'm really in for it now." He looked desperately around him for his weapons but he could find nothing but his bare hands to protect himself with. A weird buzzing noise began to ring in his ears. "That's not incoming mortars or rockets. What the hell is it?" Rick wondered. He was awakened from his nightmare by his...
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RIGHTFUL RETRIEVAL By Charles E. Campbell I remember that day as if it was only yesterday. But if truth be told, it was actually a little over eleven months ago. It was Friday, August 9th. I had just finished the final touches on a complete set of plans for the rebuild and renovation of an estate in Westport, Connecticut. Fantastic property, three plus acres right on Long Island Sound. Pool, private beach, dock, mooring, tennis court, very top notch. My fee for the drawings would net me...
There is a popular saying: wrong place, wrong time.And for a moment or two that was definitely me.I was waiting for my son to finish football practice when I suddenly had to take a piss really badly. I rushed across the street to the gas station, headed directly to the washroom, struggled to get my cock out in time (barely made it) and immediately started jetting my piss into the urinal.There's the odd time when taking a piss feels so good; it's always when you can barely hold it in, and God,...
There are so many things wrong with the world today. Yet it’s with great regret that I must retire from The Game. Samuel Xavier is my name. I’m many things. A writer, an adventurer, an activist and a college student. The truth is that I’m more than all of the above. A big and tall young black man of Haitian descent living in Brockton, Massachusetts. Troublemaking is the nature of my game. What is The Game? The madness in which a select group of men and women must live. We who were born...