So on the next day, I asked her for her picture as I should know with whom I am talking to. When she sent me her picture, my eyes popped out and tongu...e rolled out dripping saliva. She was a smoking hot man.The picture she sent was a wedding picture, wearing traditional saree, which was ties below her navel and blouse exposing just enough to tease someone. She was fair in color and figure was slightly on the chubbier side. Stomach wasn’t flat, it slightly out just on the core part.She was so hot. Ever since she had come to this small town, she had been saving her grass for a special occasion, and if there was ever to be a special occasion, it would be tonight. Something in the back of her mind told her that she would have to get the four older boys as drunk and stoned as she could. It would be a part of their education. Perhaps if they saw what could happen if a person got too drunk, they would drink just enough to make them feel good, and no more. And she knew that none of them had. " No he wasn't!" she exclaimed and turned over away from me, thumping her pillow into the mattress as she lay back down. "Or maybe he was for the first couple of times, I lost count of the times he said it today."So Mr Lenson fancied my wife did he? I readjusted myself a bit, my by now raging hard on had got a bit wrapped up in the sheets. God what I wouldn't give to see him on top of Mel, pumping his rock hard old cock up her tight cunt. Mr Lenson was a gruff, middle aged bear of a man, I'd. Muje laga ki o jag rahi hai lekin jannhjkar sone ka natak kar rahi hai . Unka bhi chudwane ka man hai . Esase meri himat aur badh gayi . Mane ahista se unke blauz bhi khol diye unki bafdi badi chuchiya bhahar aagayi . Mai unko chusne laga aur unki choot me ungli pelta raha . Thode time me unka hath mere lund par aagaya aur o mere lund ko jor se dabane lagi. Ab mera dar nikl gaya mane unke pure kapde nikal diye aur apna bhi .o mere lund ko sahla rahi thi aur mai unki chuchi pite huye unki choot.