Aaj me apko apni sachhi story batata ta hu. Me marketing ki job karta hu. Isliye aksar travelling karma padta he lekin is traveling me agar apki kisma...t achhi ho to kabhi kabhi apko bahot fayda bhi hota he. Ab me apko apni story batata hu ak baar me Janipur se Ahmedabad jar aha tha by bus. Subah ka moka tha sardiya chal rahi thi to thand bhi kafi thi.Me plat form par bus ka wait kar raha tha meri nazar ak aurat par gayi wo barbar muje dekh rari thi uski umra karib 35 k aas pas hogi. Usne sadi. Then her mother yelled out for her to come along and she was gone. It would be three years before I saw Linda again. A lot of changes occur in a boy between eleven and f******n and Linda powered my imagination for most of it. I shot up to over 6' tall and skinny as a rail. Linda appeared to stay the same size, but I am a terrible judge of those sorts of things. I know that when I met her again, she was still in possession of an incredible set of tits but now she was eighteen and had matured in. She's offered to dress up like her, she called me "little bro" last time we were properly fucking (which made me cum like a fire hose), she's gotten a bit flirty with my sister, and she's even offered to help me fuck her. Obviously, this is just a thing between us two, my sister wouldn't agree to something like that in a million years.Meanwhile, I've noticed Alissa has stopped with my entire cock in her mouth for some time now, not moving at all. I lean back and brush her hair out of the way,. ...that's it baby.....whhooooo,you DO know how to deepthroat".I looked up at him and said "MMMMmmmhhhhhhh".Jack placed his two hands on the back of my head and pulled me off his cockuntil only his head was in my mouth,then suddenly thrust forward all theway down my throat, mashing his hips into myface. "UUHHH....AAaaaccchhhkkk....Glluummmppphhh" i cried out as he beganto vigouresy fuck my face.In and out he thrust,pounding my mouth and throatwith his cock,his heavy balls slapping againt my chin.