Is mai koi kalpanik kadiya nahi hai. Ye story jinki hai woh meri hai jab mai 6th std mai tha tab unki shadi mere bhaiya se yani mere neighbor se hui t...hi, jo ki ek bungalow ke malik hai aur peshe se businessman hai, ab meri sapno ke rani ke bareme batata hu wo goro chitti hai dudh ka color hai unka. Woh bahuat hi frank hai bas unki awaj thodi tej hai jis se koi bhi mard ghbra jaye.Unki figure 36- 34- 37 hai jo mujhe badme pata chali, attraction point hai unke doh boobs par mere liye unke bich ka. She knew this hurt Julia as she throve on attention and was quite a beautiful girl.Her figure was almost as perfect as Ann's and her face was a chiseled perfection that would have been the delight of a Greek sculptor. Her hair was a silky jet black and always in the latest hair-do.Ann wondered sometimes how she found so much time to have it done when working as the owner's secretary. But somehow she did, and this was perhaps the thing that Ann admired most--her efficiency and self-. That last time my wife noticed her and asked her if she wanted to join us. Surprisingly she did and she got another Flight Attendant to cover for us. My wife helped her out of her panties and onto my cock while she kissed her ass, and played with her tits while I fucked her. When I filled the Flight Attendant with cum, my wife ate it out of her and then kept her panties as a souvenir.Our Flight Attendant had us wait and depart last. That way we could go back and pose for pictures if we wanted. Did she feel ashamed? No it wasn’t that. Was it fear? While these new experiences were indeed daunting, no she wasn’t afraid. Certainly there was no hint of sadness in her. In the end it didn’t matter for Tink’s deliberations were interrupted when a large, wet tear fell onto the hooded glans of Hook’s prick. By then Hook was so sensitive that even the fall of this teardrop sent waves of ecstasy through his body. Tink saw the drop strike him and quickly covered his prick with her mouth to suck.