Whenever I meet a boy my pussy becomes wet thinking how huge his dick would be and how amazing it will feel when he will fuck me. Waise mera size 32 2...6 32 hai aur mujhe sex karna bahot pasand haiJada time na waste karte hue topic pe aate haiYeh story hai meri aur mere padosi rishab ki. Rishab bachpan se meri bagal wali flat mai rehta hai. Hum saath mai khelte bhi the .Kabhi kaabhi hum ek dusre ke ghar mai hi so jate the .Uski mom ko mai bahot pasand hu aur hamari families bahot ache friends hai. “You know, you should probably cut back on the apple pie.”“Excuse me?” she paused as she began to undress.“Yeah, your blood pressure was up at 136, that’s high for you,” he said with his back still turned. It must have been her bra strap she thought. Panic rose in her as she pondered if he knew how that moment had affected her. “Huh,” she brushed it off hoping he would leave it alone. “Are you ready yet?” He said as he turned around. She brought up her harms to hide her breasts but, her black. What’s wrong with it? But it’s your call. I can be wrong about it.Chaitna doesn’t say anything for a while. She starts thinking about what I said. After a few minutes of silence, she finally spoke.Chaitna: Chetan, I like that you care about my mom, but still, morally, it’s not correct. I don’t know what to say. Please let’s not discuss it anymore.Chetan: Okay, baby, as you say so.After that, we jumped to a completely different topic, and I never mentioned her mom again. I knew I had sown the. My cock sprang to immediate attention.She came back out of the kitchen holding a bottle of oil and told me without a moment’s hesitation to take off my clothes. Not being one to argue with a half naked woman, I readily complied and was down to nothing but my skin in a matter of seconds. She pushed my back onto the futon and opened the bottle of oil. Then pouring some in her hand, and dripping it all over the place, she grabbed hold of my dick and began giving me the wettest, slipperiest hand.