Ab m apni khani par aatha hun. Ye baat karib 1 saal phle ki h jab m ek shaadi attend krne apne gaanv gya hua tha. Gaanv m aas padosiun koi bi chacha t...au, bhua bolte h.Aise hi ek pados m bhua thi uska naam renu tha. Maine use kbi havas bhari najron se ni dekha tha kunki gaanv m sb ek dusre ko jaante h or umar m bi vo mujhse 2 saal badi thi. Thoda us ke baare mai bi bata dun, vo thodi moti thi or shakal bi khaas ni thi par boobs or gaand mast thi. Uska figure karib 38,34,38 hoga. Jitne boobs. I immediately broke out in shivers when I wassandwiched firmly between their two strong young bodies.Their hot hands were all over me, rubbing and squeezingmy firm brown-sugar titties and parting my luscious darkouter lips to get at my bright pink insides. With theirhands all over me and a hard dick in each of my hands,my irritating itch suddenly vanished, by the time I sliddown between the two of them and started to servicethose man poles they had me out of just about all myclothes. I don't. In my head I can hear her whispering my name, her voice and accent so exotically different from what I hear daily on the streets outside. My hand slides up and down slowly as I focus on the next image. A close up of her bared breasts and my heart beats faster my mouth going dry. I can almost feel the caress of her smooth skin on my fingers tips as I cup my hands around those wondrous globes. She moves kneeling in front of me looking into my eyes, and I watch transfixed as she slowly licks her. The side benefit was seeing old Sam again. Despite moving in her sophisticated new world, the idea of seeing the worldly-wise biker again was almost too good to resist. ‘Perfect is right, Missy,’ he grinned, his eyes drawn to her crotch. Grace remembered that grin… the stained smokers’ teeth. The sleeveless black tee shirt with its skull and crossbones design fitted him so well. She adored tattoos and his muscular arms were covered with them. So rough… so dirty… so dangerous. Hot flushes of.