Mera lund jaane kaa naaam hiii nahi leee raha tha phir maine bohoot joor se ek daakha mara aur mera aatda lund uske chud mai ghus gaya aur uske aur wo...oo joor se chila padne raj bahar nikalooo bohoot dard hoo raha hai par maine usske baat nahi sune aur maine aapna lund uske chud mai aur under ghusdne laga phir maine uske chud mai. Se aapna lund jab nikala too uskoo blood aane laga tha mai uske upar hee let gaya aur phir maine uskoo kiss karna suru kiyaa uske aasu nikal aae the. Aur usko bohoot. Keith’s hands were in her hair, and I could clearly see her breasts bobbing as she did. Linda was giving out her little squeaks so I knew she was close. I moved my lips and did a slow circle of her ear, and softly whispered into it “I love you Linda.”And that seemed to be all it took, Linda moaned out loud, and pressed hard against me, her body quivering a little as I lightly bit on her neck. Her arms were almost strangling me, and at the same time I heard Keith moaning, then he tried to softly. .. I think she was distracted by her new hair style and all the fuss they made over her at the salon." It did seem a shame when they cut off all that beautiful dark hair, although I know the feeling. Sometimes a girl's just got to have a change!" she laughed. "Plus that sort of short pixie cut looks great on her – not saying anything wouldn't. She's gorgeous." I agree. She said the shorter cut made her feel more like an adult." I think she said something of that sort to me, although I told her. Vichy wouldn't be there. Then she could get all of the juicy details from the receptionist, but still not risk anyone finding out. That would be enough, she assured herself. That would satisfy her curiosity.She lifted the phone again to call in for the surgical schedule.Becky Keena loved her job. The pay was excellent, the workload was light, and her boss, Dr. Vichy, was rarely in the office. Becky could spend much of the day reading, or making personal calls, or whatever she wanted. Of course,.