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Ashok uncle: Haan haan ab karo! Mujhe ye dekhna bohut pasand hai, tumhe to pata hi haina.Main unki aankho mein dekhti hui apni pakdi hui baaki dhaar neeche zameen par chor di. Woh ye dekh kafi uttejit ho rahe the. Unki uttejna had paar kar gayi jab woh apne lund ko pakad meri nikalti dhaar ke neeche lakar apne lund ko usse nahla diye.Main boli: Uff, ye kyu kar rahe hai, kitne dirty ho aap.Ashok uncle: Waah, kya garmi hai, aur karo bada maza aata hai mujhe.Main unke lund par apni bachi dhaar nikalti hui boli: Sachme uncle, aap sachme bohut gande wale tharki ho.Ashok uncle haste hue meri aakhri pichkaar nikalti choot par apni ungliya sahlate hue bole: Woh to main hun Swati beta. Kyu tumhe pasand nahi apne thurki uncle?Main unki ankho mein vasnaa ke sath dekhti hui boli: Mmmm, bohut, ab?Woh apne lund ko meri choot ke muh se satakar bole: Ab main apni toilet mein chudayi wali ichcha puri karunga.Unke lund ke meri chot ki honto par takrate hi meri bhagnasa mein chedkaani ho gayi.Main boli:. She is a fashion designer and she told me she is also having off that day. Now I understood this was the day I was looking for since long. I smiled and asked her what to do the whole day. She replied “movie dekhte hai chalo” and she switched on the TV and set a movie on HBO named Italian Job. Then she switched off the lights and lay on sofa. I was lying on adjacent bed. And I could not make my eyes away from her body. She was wearing blue tank top and shorts and when a hottie like her lays near you, you just can’t notice anywhere else.Now my naughty mind started playing its tricks. Meanwhile she turned on her side, supporting her head by hand. It gave me a clear view of her cleavage. Wow this was amazing. Her beautiful boobs were popping out of her tight top. And her lusty thighs were making her appearance like a slut. I again thought how to play my cards. Suddenly I touched her fingers of her hands. She did not react. It gave me confidence. I was damn horny that time so without.
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