Amit Stop.Amit: I know you dont want me to stop. Bolo muje delh ke hilayatha ki nahi ?Amit: O priya .. Desi xxx ache se bahat ache se.amit put his hand around me and touched my breasts and asked ” isko kitne jor se daba pata he.Me: Amit !!!amit pressed my boobs very hard and said “bahat mast he soft.”I put my hand on his thigh and squeezed it with pain. He knows about my bf and they often meet when my bf visits Delhi.One day we were in Hauz Khas village, so he requested me to come to his home, which is very close by and I can his parents. You want me to fuck you … don’t you ? I opened his closet and looked at his clothes. Now just give me your dick. This type of comments were very common for us.Me: “o really”Amit: “tumhar bf bahat lucky he, bahat maza marta hoga”Me: asa kyu ?Amit: “Itna mast maal mila he use karne ko”Me: o you r so cheap ” are you calling me MAAL”Amit: ha
