Gadhe ne aa ke apana munh gadhi ki bhos men dal kar pisab naak par liya. Turant us ka lund jyada tan gaya aur pet se takarane laga. Pisab kar ke jaise... gadhi khadi hhui ki gadha ek chhlaang maar upar chad gaya. Ek dhakke men us ka adha lund gadhi ki chut men ghus gaya. Mein to dekhati hi rah gayi, kutuhal se. Thodi der ruk ne ke baad dhakka de kar gadha gadhi ko chodane laga, Dekhate dekhate men us ka sara lund gadhi ki chut men uatar gaya. Ye sab mere vaste naya naya tha. Muze dar bhi laga ki. ‘What will your parents say?’ ‘I’d like nothing better,’ Larry said. ‘And I’m sure my parents won’t complain. Ten years ago, Mom and Dad would have probably had a shit fit.’ He chuckled. ‘Of course ten years ago, I was only fourteen. But now, I don’t think they’ll mind.’ Joanne kissed him again. ‘If you want me to move in with you, I will!’ she told him. Larry kissed her and this time, he felt passion surging through him. His tongue slid between her lips and hers met it. Sparks of ecstasy flew. Hot but also proper.The church was filled with the musky smell of men who were wearing too much cheap cologne. It quickly became stifling as the congregation began to sing and call out to the preacher who was pounding the pulpit and slipping in and out of preaching and singing. I had expected a boring, sad funeral service like the ones we have at my church. Those only last about 30-45 minutes. This was not like that at all. The service was exciting and energetic, filled with people dancing. “You should shave your pussy,” he commented. “It would look so good bare and soft.”“Oh!” she gasped. “I couldn’t possibly do that!”“You should have Jeff shave it,” said Bobby. “Tell him you’re going to show it to me after he shaves it.”“Do you think he’d like that?” she asked, her pussy still on display.“I think he’d love that,” said Bobby. “I’d love to see it shaved.” He looked at the road, and then back at her. “If you’re too horny, you can play with yourself, if you want.”“Oh my gosh you’re.