Why don’tcha come on over?”The guy stood up quickly and put his cock back into his pants.“Sounds great man, I’m ready.” I went to put my own... cock away for the short walk home, and realized how wet the front of my pants were. Oh well, I figured that it wouldn’t be the first time the bartender saw a guy with wet pants. But he didn’t even notice as we slipped out the door together.The sexy stranger followed close to me as we walked briskly twords my apartment. We were there in no time, and he was. Aur khud uske kapde utarne lg jata.Pehla wo uske lips pe kiss krta hai. Aur uske baal khol deta hai. Aap sb imagine kijiye j daya khule baalon mein koi sex goddess se kam nhi dikhegi. Thn jetha uske boobs dbane lg jata hai. Wo garam hokar bolti hai:Daya: ab utar bhi dijiye na?Jetha: utarta hu. Jra masal to lene de.Daya: uieee maa main to mar gyi.Jetha lal daya ke blouse ki hooks khol deta hai. Fir uska blouse utar kr door fenk deta hai. Edhr daya bhi poore mood mein aakr jetha ki muth mar rhi. I began developing exercises to amplify the experience, bringing those experiments to bed with me and Carol. When I accidentally stumbled into an orgy, the orgasm I experienced blew my mind, and I wanted my mind blown. It also ended my relationship with Carol and her friends who were the participants except for Carol; they felt ashamed I guess and Carol was jealous even though I only told her about my sleeping with her friend Dana. Alone again, I delved further into the experience I felt at the. She had a part-time office job at the same time. She loved to dress sexy at her job and tease the guys, and sometimes accepted invitations to go drinking with them after work, even though we were dating. One night at a bar, the guys talked her into volunteering to model lingerie for a charity fund raiser to fill in for another girl that had chickened out. She had been drinking and was feeling brave and thought it was no big deal since she would wear bra and thong under the lingerie. The bar.