Ab me story pe aata hu Aaj se 2 shal pehle jab me 8 shal bad apne gaw gaya hua tha morning me gaw ke chok pe ane friend se milne gaya hua tha tab gow ...ke hand pamp pe muje ek kubsurat se kadki pani barte najar aai use dekkar yesha lag rha tha ke is yahi pakadke chod do But nahi ho sakta tha mene uski taraf dekha or ek smil di wo tirchi najro se muje gurne lagi. or whase chali gai jane ke bad jab me apne friend se mila or mera bahcpan me ek bast friend tha usko ham bahut satate the muje uski yad. Then we’re all flying to Nebraska on Christmas day.”“And on that end, I have to be back for classes on the third, so we’re coming back here and Kate’s family is coming for New Year’s Eve,” I said. “It’s going to be a wild holiday.”We all cleared the table. There were going to be plenty of leftovers. We decided to wait until evening for dessert, even though the boys thought they wanted pumpkin pie right away.I think Dad thought he’d be in time to catch the Cornhuskers game, but he made an. She could tell he was getting aroused as she could see his hardon trying to protrude out of his leather pants. She went over to him and unbuckled his pants, letting it out. The minute his cock popped out it grew to 9 inches. Stephanie was surprised at how big it was. She took it in her hands and started to stroke it.She began to slowly stroke it, her hands going up and down his shaft, at every stroke he let out a soft moan of pleasure. She then decided to take her tongue and drag it up and down. “Just something I picked up at a shop. I thought it would spice up our sex life.”“Is that what this has been all about? Spicing up our sex life?” I nodded.“Is that what you want? A spicier sex life?” I shrugged and nodded. She got this look in her eyes, spread her feet beneath her work skirt and crossed her arms in front of her. “Well, if spice is what you want, then let’s give you a little taste of ‘spice.” She even made the little bunny ear quotation marks around the word “Spice”.I was both.