“Condom…. to lagaya hi nahi” I asked her, “Koi baat nahi….. aap pahli baar kar rahe ho,…. aise hi karo….aapko achha lagega” Radha Bhab...hi replied in same puffing voice while looking into my eyes.“Bhabhi koi problem na ho jaaye?” I spoke again but by this time Radha Bhabhi was holding my hard rod and she wanted to take it to her love opening, “Kuch nahi hoga…… aaj kale ek goli aati hai….andar daalne ke liye…main wo daal lungi” Radha Bhabhi spoke and told me something which I didn’t knew, a new. What would your daughters think?”Bernice smiled and asked Debbie if she could use her laptop. Gus responded, “What are you doing? If you’re just going to show me women on the Internet smoking cigars, that doesn’t prove anything. I could show you a million things online, but that wouldn’t make everything normal.”“I think you’re in for a surprise, my love,” Bernice answered.Bernice logged into her Facebook page and, a few mouse clicks later, found what she was looking for.“I was afraid to show. I hear one of them say "that's a dude!" "No way", "I swear man!". They follow after me, all the while saying to each other this is a dude in womens clothes. One of them suddenly says "there's only one way to find out" and with that I am pulled into an alley way. They force me against the wall and one of them puts his hand up under my skirt,feeling for my cock. "WELL? Is it" "I don't know man". I was tucked pretty well. He then takes my hose and rips them,tearing a big hole in them and then. She was determined that we were gonna get her tight little cherry out of the way and I was determined to help provide the cherry picker.She put her horse in the pen and her saddle in the tack room, and we went into her house.Honey’s Pa had left her a note that he was helping a neighbor harvest some early maturing corn and wouldn’t be home until later.“Come up stairs with me, I want to show you my room.” She grabbed my hand and we went up the stairs side by side.Her room was done in blue and.