Vikas-are kuch nahi yarr bas *iss* padh raha hoo.Me-bhai ye kya hai koi corse hai kya.Itne mein mere sare dost muz par hasne lage unhone kaha. Tere ko... iss nahi pata to unmese kisi me google khola or iss ki site kholi aur bola ki tu muthh kaise marta hain.To mene kaha kii video dekh kee to usne kaha ki hum aise marte hain. Fir mene dekha to usme ek *ek pyasi teacher* ki storie thi jo mene padhi fir dekha to vo bohot majedar thi niche dekha to baburav salam kar raha tha. Maine aisa anand pehle. Perfect. So fucking hot." The woman in blue said softly, barely audible to me only a few dozen feet away. As I watched her my own hand, almost of its own accord unzipped my pants and fished my rock hard cock out, slowly stroking it as I stared at the nude woman in front of me. The woman in the blue dress stepped to the side, taking her purse and setting it on a shelf about waist high, placing it carefully so one end of it pointed toward the nude woman on the dog food bags. She stepped toward. Charles was learning how to enjoy himself. After all, he was young and fit, and having sex with the most beautiful woman in the world. What more could he ask for? The only problems came in the form of Mr D****r. He was a strange man, and Charles never liked him. He cared little for his wife and was only really interested in the money. “Not happy living in the village any more Charles?” Mr D****r asked him one morning. He was loading up his car with files and expensive clothes, for. I was instructed to undress and sit in the middle of the room. I sat there on my knees as I watched everyone strip down and get totally naked. So much cock! The guys there were all ages, but mostly much older, and all nationalities. The first man to walk over to me was an older white guy and he, like the rest of the men, was stroking his cock. His cock was nice sized, cut and pink colored. He offered it to my mouth as he stroked it and I licked the tip. Tasting cock again sent my lust through.