Main raghav hu dilli ka rehne wala humeri phle ki kahanion ko padne k bad bht doston ne muje mail kiaye jankar k bht logon ko ye kahanian achi lagimai...n khush huto ab meri 1 or kahani apke lie hazir ha2 sal phle ki bat hauska nam sonia hawo mere ghr rhne ayi thimere ghr k pas koi xam dene ayi thiwo hodi door ki cousin thior ye phli bar hi hum mile theisse phle kabi nai mile thewo mere room me mere sath soti thicz hmare ghr me zada room nai theor tb hmare ghr me ac nai thato rat ko hum coolr k. " "Yes you do baby. You're delicious." She grabbed my face and kissed me gently. "Please take me daddy. I need you inside me." "Are you sure pet?", I asked hoping she was. She gripped my cock gently. "Fuck me daddy." I pressed my dick against her virgin cunt. "It's going to hurt, pet." "It's ok daddy." I kissed her as I pressed the head of my cock against her pussy. I slowly pushed and felt her warmth envelope me. I felt myself press against her hymen. "Are you ready pet?" Ronnie took a deep. Next to the shower area was the toilet and then the door. The back of thedoor had few big screws where you could hang your clothes. Other than whatI had already mentioned the bathroom was bare.I found myself in the laundry space and standing on chair beside the wall.I could see the inside of the bathroom perfectly. From where I was, I wastotally hidden from my two friends who were inside. Unless the personinside the lavatory purposely looked up to the window that would be theonly time he or she. Yes, much has happened in so short a time. The life of a trader is not always so full as ours has been." A trader?" Neal was taken aback as the 'statue' spoke in a highpitched, scratchy voice. "I say that you are a spy!"A skeletal arm extended from under the thing's cloak, the bony hand pointing at Neal as he took a halfstep backward, an almost comical look of surprise on his face."What am I supposed to be spying on," Neal asked calmly, "and spying for for whom? Who are you to accuse me?" Our.