As my eyes glanced downwards from his eyes, I saw his mouth and had there not been too many glaring eyes, I would have reached over and let my lips fe...ast on his lips but I restrained myself just in time by allowing my eyes to glance lower. I noticed his shirt, all buttoned up except for the very top button, revealing glimpses of what I suspect is a hairy chest dank in sweat from the musical workout he just did. Finally my eyes, reached the zipper of his trousers and my mind fantasized about the. Wo ekdum nashili ho gai Aur ssshhh karne lagi. Kabhi kabhi uske Boobs daba deta to wo machal jati. Wo apne hath se meri janghe sahla rahi thi. Maine pucha kya dhund rahi ho?? To sharma ke muskura di. Maine bola jo dhundh rahi ho wo tant ke andar hai. Usne mera Lund pakda aur sahlane lagi. Main bhi uski leggings ke upar se uski Chut ko ragad raha tha. Wo bahut garam ho gai thi & uski panty gili ho gai thi.Tabhi Moradabad station aa gaya. Yahan train almost70% khali ho gai. Uske family members. As we just saw though, the freedom that cash gave my wife, gave her the freedom to say goodbye. She stayed in town with him. I moved seventy miles back to the country and a beautiful farm and elected to live out my new life how I wanted to live it. I’ve written a book, it’s not about me, its a novel about the lead up to World War Two. Any proceeds to go to my son’s account. He doesn’t like what I do in my private life so I don’t shove it in his face, hence not wishing to be anything other than. .. she liked it, as I'm sure that she climaxed a dozen times or more, whispering " oh yeah, fuck me, fuck me ... oh yeah, cowboy, do it some more ... oh sugar, that feels so good" until she passed out. I was laying there in a stupor when the guy who owned the place came out (all other guests finally having left, and left us to our devices) and said something like, "Shit, Jan, right here? Man, whatja wantta do that for? That's my girlfriend!" I almost shit, but he was cool, (read: verrrry verrry.