Usney merey gutney neechey ker diyee aour mujhey ulta lita diya aour apna lund phir meri gand main deker mei gand per lait giya muhey buhat acha laga.... Uska lund abhi tak akdra howa tha koye farak nahien aya tha jhadrney key baad bhi. Kafi der isi tarah leta rehney key baad woh utha aour bath room giya jaha itna lamba peshab kiya jaisey aik mah sey peshab na kiya ho. Phir apna lund saaf kerkey merey pas an baith aour mujhey chhomney laga meri phaili howi gand ko choma merey bobs ko chooma. Uski. The tan slacks and jacket along with the light blue pullover gave her that All-American girl look. He complimented her on her looks and could tell she appreciated him saying that.Ted had a nice time with Joni at the baseball game. He could tell she was a little in awe in watching the game from a skybox. He watched her converse easily with the other people that were there. The drinks and food along with the cheese cake for dessert met with her enthusiastic approval. The game itself was a bummer. V was asked to make herself comfortable and she sat down facing the students. The students started to ask V to pose for them and for the first 30 minutes or so it was just the run of the mill poses, but occasional as V moved, the students could see her fanny had a bit of a glisten to you: she was getting turned on by their attention. Some of the photographers were getting a bit brazen and would approach V to move her arms or legs to get the shot they wanted and occasionally one would. He heard voices as he climbed the stairs and stopped at the door to listen. ‘What about King?’ Lindsay asked. ‘It’s a possibility,’ a male voice replied. ‘He wouldn’t be top of my list though.’ What the fuck? ‘Who would be top of your list?’ Oliver didn’t wait to hear the reply. He opened the door. Lindsay was in her pajamas sitting at the kitchen table with a pen and paper. ‘Oliver!’ She jumped with surprise. Rush came sprinting and barking towards him until she recognized him, then she.