Goori taange and full tight dress puri figure mast dikhai de rahi thiMai khda hoa aur use hug kiya aur wo muje zor zor se kiss krne lgi and muje dhka ...maar kr bed pr leta diya aur mere upar aaa kr let gyi maine usae zor lga kr khda kiya and zor se pakd kr room ki deewar pr lga kr khada kiya aur uske dono hath zor se pakd kr usse lip kiss krna shoro kr diya hor wo b sath de rahi the 5 mint baad wo dherw se boli mere hath chodo jaanmaine mna kiya aur uski neck pr kiss kiya wo machl rahi thi fir. This story is not meant to encourage violence onto any person . This story is not meant to encourage infidelity ,incest relations, unprotected sex and unnatural sexual practices. I sincerely request you all to follow each and every legal,ethical,moral,medical and socially acceptable principles while dealing with your life’s daily practices.Story starts –>Once upon a time there was a family in a city called ‘dhulli’, in a over populated country named ‘shompia’ . That family consisted of a. He stood for a moment as the fog rolled in, then cleared. He was standing on a beach, the surf piled gently against the sands. He heard the sound in the background, a humming, then a roar. A machine rolled up, the man inside looked him up and down. ‘Move on, bud.’ the man said. Catching a glimpse of the badge, he said, ‘Sure.’ and headed off down the beach. Tourists, every size and shape were everywhere. He just kept walking. It was just a mile or so when he saw the bunkers, something drew him. Running my hand down my body I arched my back and played a scene in my head. A scene I've thought of before, with Mitch. He would come behind me, caressing my body into his, feeling his warm breath on my neck and the hard curves of his abs on the small of my back. I ran my fingers through my still damp hair and moaned as I slid a finger into my now-wet slit. Suddenly my door opened. "Hey, Kai, just wanted to say sorry fo–" Mitch stopped mid-sentence as my legs shot closed in attempt to hide my.