Aur mai Karnal se hu.Dosto jaise maine ISS ki bhut sari story read ki hai jinme kafi story milti julti hai… Meri ye ISS par ye pheli story hai.. yeh... story ek vastvik jise pad kar aapko sex ka pura aanand milega… Dosto aapko bore naa karte hue mai Story par aata hu Ye baat us samay ki hai jab mai MBA ke exam hone ke baad mai job ki talash mai Delhi aaya mere dost nai mujhe job dilaya aur kuch samay ke liye apne sath adjust bhi kiya.Fir mai kiraye par room search karne laga ek din maine ek makan. .she bobs in the chimney,slowly, the thick prong penetrating her a full 8 inches with everycycle. She tries to close her legs but they are strapped wide andtightly to the steel framework, toes and knees nearly touching eitherside of the brick shaft. After the first few strokes she notices that her hand has been waving. Her right wrist was bound high up in front, by her right collarbone,where it feels as though a heavy weight pulls it back against herpadded body. But the red-mittened left hand. Suddenly, one of the boys in my class was openly dating one of the girls. Within no time at all, all of us were dating; well, almost all of us.We were just holding hands and kissing and stuff like that, nothing more.Annie's tummy was smooth as silk. I had touched it before, but only her tummy. I hadn't dared to go beyond that. Annie was only my second girlfriend and I wanted it to last a little more than the two weeks the first one had lasted. Still, I badly wanted to get a little further than. Her straight leg buckled slightly and recovering her balance. He started a long slow thrusts, delighting at the sight of his cock parting her lips, her tits swaying gently in time with his thrusts and her face contorted in ecstasy. He rubbed his fingers on her clit while continuing the pumping, holding her steady, watching the expressions on her beautiful face. ‘God you are beautiful’, he said, looking deeply into her eyes. Passion and fire dancing there. Removing his hand from her clit her put.