Indian Sex

“Oh, don’t go there!” my friend, Bhupen told me. “It is a terrible place.””How do you know?” I asked.”My father served there for five years,”

As I sucked his lips, he woke up. In his drunken stupor, he hugged me from my waist. He started kissing me on my neck,

He made me bend my knees and said, “kya tum mujhse pyar karti ho, Sushmita. Main tumhara deewana hoon. Us din maine tumhare red bra