Whenever I seeMelons and bananasI will think of youAnd howYour breasts spillFrom the cupsOf your brassiereLike ripe, round fruitsFrom a basket,Perfect... globesCappedWith nipplesBegging to be sucked,Perfect contrastsTo your thick,HardCock,Another fruit,Long and cylindricalLike a banana. 5. I Am All Over You Your mouth is my mouth;Your breasts are my lips,My teeth, my tongue;Your ass is my cock, my balls;Your prick, your testiclesAre my heart and soul--I am,All over,You. 6. It's All About Sex It's. I was just a man in pain. I wanted to crawl off and lick my wounds in some cave. Hurting Gwen didn't even occur to me.At the same time, I knew our marriage was over. I wasn't the best looking guy in the world and a lot of men made more money and had bigger cocks. If any of those items, or all of them, made a difference to Gwen, she should have found a different husband those 23 years ago. I wasn't a superstar, but I did have some pride and self-respect. If I didn't get rid of Gwen, I would have. Aisa lag rha tha mai swarg me aa gya huu. .Mmm aahhh. Mera rass nikalne hi wala tha ki maine apna lund nikal liya uske mu se.Phir usse nangi karke table pe leta diya aur uski taange faila ke uski chut chaatne laga. Puri geeli ho chuki thi uski chut. Maine uski pussy lips ungliyo se failaye aur apni jeeb se andar tak chaatne laga. Usse orgasm aane laga. Woh mere baalo ko pakad ke mujhe aur andar dabane lagi. Maine bhi apni jeeb ghussa di uski chut me. .Mmm kya mast raseeli chut thi saali ki.. Phir hum log badkal lake gaye aur waha boting ki,ghumaay aur afternoon mey lunch kiya phir shaam ko wapas ghar aya gai.estray mey uskay saath chhar bar ghumnay gaya par akailay mey milnay ko wo taiyar nahi hui.aur ek din wo booli ki trade fair lag raha hey kaho toe chalay menay bola chalu ga par mujha akalay mey eke bar milna paday ga wo woli akalay mey mil kar kya karogay menay bola dil ki baatay karagay aur tumahay ji bhar dikhu ga wo taiyar ho gai.hum log morning mey 9 bajay trade fair.