Men ne usay kiss shoro kar di wo bhi bager cho chaa kiye mera sath dene lagi.men batata chalo is se pehle men kabhi bhi sex nai kia tha.or muth ka to ...sawal hi nai.kunke yera record he men aajtak muth nai mari.kunke mujhe kabhi bhi phuddi ki kami nai hoi.Magar men porn videos or pics or novels buhat parh rakkhe the.kiss karte karte men usay kaha apni zuban mere monh me dale.usne dali to men usay chosne laga hay kia bataon aaj tak parha tha.magar haqiqi maza tab he jab ap kar ke dekho.men uski. His hot breath on my neck as he begins to nibble on it. His fingers tugging and pinching my nipples. My moaning increasing; my body trembling in need. I am his desire, and he is mine. I will do anything he wishes. Knowing this keeps me grounded in his desire.Begging him, "please, fuck me."Hoping that he wants to give me all, not holding back. He grinds against, me teasing me with his growing bulge. I moan as he attaches nipple clamps to my aching nipples. Gently tugging on the chain as his. We took turns in adding to the story as we went. I would like to thank Sammy for all her time and effort she put in. This was so much fun, I didn’t know what she was going to write next. You can find some of Sammy’s other stories on my profile. Sammy the witch and me I faintly heard the sound of the kookaburra’s call as I opened my eyes to see the early morning sunlight softly breaking through the crack in the curtain of my bedroom window, A soft breeze whispered through as if to welcome me and. I waited a minute but no one else came out. I looked in but the closet was empty, not even a shelf or a broom. There were better places to whack off weren’t there? I looked but there didn’t seem to be any semen anywhere. I was mystified. Out of boredom my pet project became spying on Sal to see what he was up to. As one of the walking wounded Sal helped out in the dispensary in the basement. One night I followed him, ducking into closets here and there, hiding behind stretchers, it was great.