Main apne ek haat se uske boob daba rahatha tha phale bar kise ladki ke boos dbaraha tha uske boos mare hatho main sama nahe raha tha. Uske boos 32D s...ize ke tha. Aur who mare Dick ko mare paint key uper se he sahala rahe the jaise he who mere dick ko sahalane lagi mera dick tight-thght ho raha ha aur who bole “thumar dick to bada he exite ho raha hai” aise maine 5 min tak kiya. Who bole “Ajay mare kameez utar do” maine ke button khole usne haath upar kiya aur uske bagal main se dheeme se kushbu. I liketo feel the fabric against my skin." Really!" Her eyes lit up, and she turned towards me, propping her headup on her arm. "You do?!?"I became defensive. "Well, it's not like I wanna wear it or something. Ijust like how it feels." Just clothes? Or underwear too?" I think women's underwear is pretty interesting too." So, what, you like how it looks, or how it feels?" Like I said, I found it easy to talk to her. Whereas with my othergirlfriends I could never have imagined talking like this,. They sure as hell could not have shot at me with head and guts filled with buckshot!"The marshal admitted that he had to agree with me on that. There was one unsettling bit of news, though: I had only killed the older Upton man. The other man I shot was simply a ranch hand. The younger Upton was now after my head! Well, we would have at least one day of grace while they had the funeral for the older Upton.The crazy thing was that we didn't hear anything for over a week. We had sense enough not. It is called cum and apparently girls like to eat it and have it shot all over their face and tits, and yes I do have a small amount that comes out, but not as much as the guys in the movies, must be because they are older than me . We knew that dad would be home soon and wouldnt be happy about us being in his room with-out him being there so we left his room and went outside to our tree-house. Our tree-house was in a tree about 50 feet from the side of the garage, we always could hear dad.