Naina ek bahut khubsurat larki hai.Uske figar jabardarst hai . Bilkul model ki tarah koi bhi use dekhe to chodne ka man kar de. Paint fad kar land bah...ar aa jaye. Ye bat kuch ek sal pahale ki hai . When I saw her then I thought jab iske lips itne pink hain to choot kaisee hogi iski.shadi ke waqt ham logo ka thoda hansi majak hua phir bye bye ho gayi. Ab mera haal abhi se ye that ki main chodata to apni sundar biwi ko tha lekin yaad mujhe apni sali ki roj aati thi. Pichle kuch dino se meri wife. It's just myself these days, since Mildred passed on, and I'm grateful for visitors. Come in, have some tea."As George put the kettle on, James and the Commodore settled into chairs around the kitchen table. "Looks like you've settled into retired life, George," James commented as he looked around the scrupulously neat, surgically-clean kitchen."Yes, well, it's not the excitement of commanding a ship at sea, but I'm putting my days in," George responded as he poured three mugs of tea. He placed. He then very sternly asked me if I was a good cocksucker. I said that I guess I was pretty good. They all laughed again and said they were about to find out. I was told to turn around. As I was standing there with my back to them they started taking turns slapping my ass. I was slapped by these three very strong men very hard about thirty times. It really hurt I had tears coming down my cheeks. When they saw this they all started slapping me again another thirty or forty times. I actually. She was sweating a lot. Her boobs were poking out and her hair still in the braided bun which I assume she made it again.Anita – Kabir baba, sorry mujhe bhadakna nahi chaheye tha. Aap abhi ambode(bun) se kachra hata do.I was internally happy but still kept a sad face.Me – Haa, thik hai.I was just caressing her hair and her bun. It was so soft with textures of the braid knots.Anita – Kabir baba, mujhe pehle se pata tha ambode mein kachra nahi hai. Par aapka mere baalon k liye lagao dekhkar mujhe.