Aur agar experienced purush mere jaisa ho to aur bhi achha, kyonki main aapko bare pyar se aur bacha ke chodunga. Aab agar aap apni ass (gand) bhi mar...wana chaho to usmen bhi bahut anand aata hai, suru men thora dard jaroor hota hai magar chut se bhi badhkar anand milta hai aur khul ke bhi sex kar sakten hain kyonki bachha hone ka dar bhi nahin rahta, mere virya ka pura anubhav apne gand men kar sakti ho, jab virya kisi ladki ke sarir ke andar gand ya phir bur men girta hai to ladki ko wo sukh. By Saturday he was exhausted with the work of trying to get the squadron ready.Tim and he reached the motel just after 11pm; Terry had phoned to say they had the same rooms again. She was unpacking when he entered.“Hello darling,” she said after giving him a quick kiss, “I won’t be long.”He took off his jacket and lay on the bed.When she had finished she turned around only to find he was fast asleep.He woke the next morning to find Terry in her bathrobe watching him; he glanced at his watch it. John was a very tan, smiling bald man about my height, 5'10 and 160ish pounds. His eyes were big, always seemed to be wide open, and his smile would have been a tad creepy if I hadn’t seen pictures of him and been prepared for it. He was lean, but fit, his age showed, but only slightly. He was wearing khakis shorts and a white polo shirt. I was pretty similar in build, though lighter at 140 pounds. I was skinny, but had a decent amount of muscle and sported short dark brown hair. I had on. Dad got the Harley and boy; mom got the Ford and girl. We grew up apart, only occasionally getting the opportunity to be together during summer breaks, or maybe on one of the big holidays. Even though we were twins I really didn’t know her; what she was like, how she thought, what she did. When one of us kids went to visit the other we were almost strangers. We had a ‘take it or leave it’ relationship. I could hang with her or not, it’s not like I missed her most of the time. I really didn’t.