Log apne pas ek do nahin balki 10-12 pouches rakhte hai gutkha ke . Hum log subha ke 9 baje office jate aur sham ko 5:30 baje ghar aajate the . Keyou ...ki hum log naye the company ne transport arrange kiya tha . Humari training ke bad hum sab ko Jamnagar jana that which is also a famous city in Gujarat . Hum sham ko aake khub masti karte the . Mera lund muje baddua de rahatha keyou ke use kab se koi shikar nahi mila tha . Use kya pata tha ke sabr ka fal itna mitha hoga . Humare flat ke tisre. But your birthday is so far away, I’m not sure I can wait.” “Well we can do it when ever you want, I promise I wont say no to that.” We kissed each other goodbye and I made my way back to my house. I never thought I would feel the same way about another woman after my wife died and now I thought I had found someone who would make me happy. For a brief moment I let my mind wonder what it would be like to spend the rest of my life with Amy, then I came back to realty as I pulled into my driveway,. He unbuttoned my shirt and he started to feel my hairless chest. His hands so smooth and some, they turned me on as he rubbed my nipples.I started to come out of my sleep and then I discovered that I was handcuffed to the bed, I felt scared as I was once again trapped and very vulnerable. He pulled off his own top to reveal a very hard tight muscular chest with stubble hairs on his chest.He bent down on me to kiss my lips, I could feel his chest hair against my chest, he started to kiss my. Then my wife looked back at him and said “what are you waiting for prick, fuck my ass, that’s what I called you over for”. I watched as this tattooed thug took my lovely wife’s ass, she grunted like an a****l every time his cock thrust into her. They both began to move together with Dale’s cock entering her ass time and time again, they must have been together a while because they moved in perfect rhythm. Apparently, Dale knew just when to get my wife off as he reached under my wife to.