Wo puri tarah chudasi ho chuki thi. Maine usko bistar pe letaya aur tange failakar uski garm chut me apna lund dalna shuru kiya. Lund touch hote hi us...ki munh se ahh ki awaz nikal gayi. Mere lund ka supada uski chut me fasakar maine jor se dhakka mara toh uske munh se awa nikal gayi“Ahhhh …..marrr ..gayiii ……”.Phir maine jor jor se dhakke marne shuru kar diye. Wo dard ke mare chillane lagi toh maine uske munh apne munh me sata diye. Ab usko bhi maja aane laga, wo mast hokar aise awaz nikalne. "Yes, in college," I told her."How did you handle it?" she asked."With help of some very close friends. That is where you are in luck," I said."Why?" she asked."In my case, my family lived on the West Coast. Here you have your family and friends who will help you through it all." Friends, who will be my friend after this?" she wanted to know."How about Mark," I said. "Do you know he slept on your front porch last night in his tux. Your mother found him when she got the newspaper this morning.. I think you're perfect how you are.You're so sweet. I wish my husband told me things like that.He stayed behind her while she continued to clean the dishes. From above, he smelled the aroma of the woman in front of him. Little by little he got closer and closer until he joined his body with the lady's, telling her that a lump was hitting the lower part of her back every time his savior breathed.What ... what are you doing?I am behind you.A-something hits me in the back.It's me ... you provoke. He loved the wildcat part. Trying to tame her was a pleasure. Kymber was an interesting bundle of contradictions. A defiant streak contrasted against the aura of a little girl lost. Either way, she was like a present wrapped in layers of ribbons and tissue. Michael relished putting Kymber through a series of choreographed games that were designed for her to fail and she thoroughly enjoyed the thrashings. As expected, she tested the boundary and he quickly showed Kymber the door. It was.