Indian Sex

It was my visit to the temple to attend an family function and followed by the traditional way of looking for a girl for marriage.

Her butts moved in rhythm as she moved. I used to observe her eyes, nose, lips and every thing of her body. When ever we

“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,”