Mera email address hai ‘’. Koi b lady mujhe is email per contact kr skti hai. This is a continuation to my previous story ” Verka booth wali Aun...ty ko choda”. Jinhone nhi pdi wo is link per jaa kr pd sakte hain ‘https://www.indiansexstories2.net/desi/verka-booth-wali-aunty-ko-choda-1/’ . Pehle to aap sab ka bohat bohat thanx jo aapne is story k pichle part ko itna pyar diya, bohat saare fans k mujhe mails b aayi, shukriya bohat bohat. Aur aap sabse maafi bhi mangta hun kyunki main agla part. Well, I do agree with you, but-"Yeah, yeah. We physically don't have hands. Quit reminding me."Since you're literally just Dialogue personified, I don't see how you could forget that fact."Oh, well sor-ry. Not all of us are uber-coherent Narrators."Coherent? Huh... I think that's the closest thing to a compliment that I've ever gotten from you."Oops, I misspoke. What I meant to say was: Go fuck yourself."That's better."So, what are we doing here?"More Master PC stuff, only with shorter. Nothing happens till you’re all clean and fed. Go do it, girl, or I’ll hold you down and wash you myself.’ She tried to smile but her face crumpled, and she didn’t move, so I bent down to the kids, took their hands, hauled them into the house, not paying too much attention, I heard a gasp, then Annie cannoned into me, knocked me clean over. Banged my knee real painful. ‘What the fuck….’ I looked up and she was stood over me, hands like claws, lips drawn back like she was ready to kill, then. In a few minutes, when I get this big black dick inside you, you're going to be calling me 'sir.'"Hitting his mark, gripping his giant tool with both hands, and aided by a pelvic thrust that concaved the sides of his butt, he once again slowly stretched my orifice to its maximum aperture.I sucked air in through my teeth and bit down on my knuckle, hard. With intensified resolve and vigour, he began wedging his gigantic weapon into me from behind. Yet despite the more forceful entry, the pain.