My uncle is a lorry driver, used to be out for more days due to his trip. One fine day I still remember 20-07-2008, Kavi’s birthday she proposed me ...and I accepted later with some hesitation.We loved each other like no one can ever until that happened.I used to frequently go to her when my aunt is not there and used to kiss her and massage her boobs. One day likewise I went to her house as she messaged no-one is at her home. It was about 1.00pm, I just went in like a rocket and kissed her lips. And also the house was an isolated house with huge gardens surrounding. After some rough time in which I started feeling to get fainted and felt thirsty, my pussy got the rhythm of his cock and I started to feel excited and was making various kinds of noises for the first time. .Vp: there you see, bitch, you too love it. Stop acting like a sati-savitri and enjoy yourself and let me also enjoy you and your young body, start cooperating with me and in next couple of month, you will be one of the. This seemed to encourage her even more, speeding up and going deeper than she’s managed to before. I felt my balls contracting. As I shot the first string of cum in her mouth, I pressed my thumb fully inside her wet hole. Her outcry was somewhat muffled by my dick, but it became clear she hadn’t anticipated the sudden penetration. I came more than I ever had in my life. How she managed to keep it all in her mouth, I don’t know. After I recovered from my orgasm, I looked at Lisa to see how she. My middle aged sociology lecturer Saul Mather’s was rambling on about the generation gap. That values, attitudes, opinions, clothing, music and slang divided us from our parents and grandparents. And the gap was growing with technology and societal fracturing: putting the oldies in nursing homes and k**s flying the coop as fast as they can. I attached the tags as he went through them. My grandmother; a baby boomer; yes born: 1961. My mum; Gen X, conceived 1979. Moi a millennial gen chick; 1997..