Sham ki thandi hawa behne lagi thi, Maghu ne A/c band kar diya aur window ke glass khol diye, gadi city limits se nikal chuki thi aur medium speed se ...chal rahi rahi thi.Itne mein Maghu ne poocha “Madam ek baat poochoon” meine samaj gayi who kya poochne wala hai, lete lete kaha “haan poocho” who bola “madam gussa nahin hona” aur usne car ki speed bahut dhere kar di aur mujhe rear view mirror mein dekhne laga, meine kahan “haan nahin gusa hoongi bolo kya baat hai”Maghu bola “madam mein aap ko. My hands crept down her pants as I suckled on her breasts. As I felt it, her dripping vagina seemingly got wetter by the second. I unbuckled her pants. She pulled them down quickly. She said softly to me... "Fuck me."I looked in her eyes as my hand made its way to her wet treasure. We matched eyes. She sucked my fingers slowly. I entered her with all the want in my body."Ugh. Fuck me."She moaned rhythmically with each penetration as I groped her breasts again like a hungry animal."Ugh. Ugh. Oh,. Sabhi admai bahot mast ho kar sarita ki kamsin aur chikani zawani ka bharpur annad le rahe the….sarita bhi badi mast ho kar lund choose rahi thi who bhi ek he taang par khade rah kar jabki mote lund wala banda thaka thak uski chut thok raha tha…..Alka ye sab dekh sarita ke paas gayi aur boli….shabbas puuch lagi rah meri raand aur pura maja le 12 lundo ka….kisi kisi ladki ko aisa din nasseb hota hai….yeh keh kar alka mere room mein aa gayi..mein abhi bhi apna lund haath mein liye muth maar raha. It was when I opened my own office that I had bought an older used Impala. The car ran great and had everything I needed. I kept it up and although the ugly green paint was faded, the car was everything I needed. It became almost a symbol of me around the area. I could go to work in Jeans, boots, and a flannel shirt driving my old green Impala and everyone would wave at me as I drove by. My wife, Juliet, didn’t like the fact that I drove that old car, so I had to convince her that it was a.