Pichhi ghumay portei ami masir k bollam masi tumi tomar meyer moto amakeo dudu khawao..Masi bollo achha baba..Aye amar buke niche matha rakh..Ar aste ...ste dudh kha kauke abar kichu bolis na..Ami ar deri na kore masir dan dudher botata chuste laglam..Dekhlam masi arame chokh bondho kore bose ache.Ami aste kore masir bam duduhta hath diye tipte laglam..Dekhlam masir gorom nisas porche.Aktu pore dudh ta puro khali hoye gale ami aste aste dudher botata chuste ae chatte laglam.Mone hochhilo dudh na. ." Suddenly I found that I lost the ability to form a coherent sentence.Fiona laughed softly. She leaned towards me and put her hand on my shoulder. "You don't need to be nervous. We can go somewhere quiet if you like?"I felt her thigh press against mine as she got close. I could smell her sweet perfume and feel the warmth of her body. Suddenly, she slid her hand up my leg and towards my crotch. My dick hardened inside my pants and I could feel a bead of perspiration form on my brow."Look, I. It was a great sight seeing her stark naked. Using her white t-shirt I was able to make a little blindfold, which we then positioned over her eyes. This I hoped, would help relieve her bashfulness as we took turns fucking her. Our next game was simple. Each of us guys would roll a single dice and the guy with the highest number would proceed first with fucking her. After 5 minutes or so of us penetrating into her pussy Mary would then have to guess which guy it was. The game would stop after. We each had a k** from a previous relationship and we have had two happy, healthy c***dren in our marriage.My story does not start here but it starts when I was 15 years old. I got my high school sweetheart pregnant. We had a baby, a son. It was tough for a couple years because my parents were older and and fate had a different plan for her and her parents.When My son was three, her parents got hit by a drunk driver and were instantly killed. The next couple of years brought the death of my.
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