It was one of, if not the best, sexual experiences of my life to that point. I had gone from interest, to like, to lust, to love, in a very short time.... We were inseparable from that time to the present.Twenty three years later, we are as much in lust and love as we ever were. We are two very happy, lucky people. But this is not the end of my story. I need to go back six months.After twenty three years of marriage, countless blow jobs, and occasional thoughts of what fellatio was really like for. Ab mainey ek jor ka jatka mara mera land aunty ki choot ko faadtaa hua pura andar aunty ki ek halki see cheek nikli.lakin unki aankho mai khushi ke lahar dekh rahi tee.Ab main zor zor sey apna land choot mai andar bahar karney laga aunty ki choot sey khhhp khhhp ki awaj aaney lagi us aawaj sey mera sex power aur badh raha taa aunty ki choot es umar mai bhi 18 saal ki ladki jaisi hee teemaine aunty ko chodhtay huey punchaa ki kya uncle ne yah choot mere leye hi tight rkhi tee kya aunty boli tere. She was too drunk to say no now. I was supposed to keep her out of trouble. The boy didn’t come, but pulled out to let a mate have a go. The second boy also entered in a fast and aggressive movement. He pumped away, his mates cheering although hardly able to be heard above the throb of the disco music. That boy pulled out and the third mate took his place. None seemed bothered about coming, or anyway the circumstances didn’t lend themselves to getting to the vinegar strokes I am sure. The. ’ ‘Marisol?’ queried Precious. ‘Yes, she is to marry with a German guy, she will go to live in Germany this year.’ ‘I like to marry with a foreigner,’ said Blen. The girls laughed. ‘We all like to marry with a foreigner,’ Precious chided. ‘We must all pray that God send us our foreigner.’ Blen had little faith in prayer unsupported by action. ‘God help those who help themselves,’ she reminded Precious. ‘We must find our own foreigner.’ The ‘Land of Wala’, is what poor Filipinos call their.