Based on "Poem on the Underground Wall" by Paul SimonRoommates all have gone out shoppingFantasies, they know no stoppingEagerly in stocking feetI pad into her sacred keep One Solitary PurposeFaces on her wall accusingGuts conflicting and confusingYet I find the strength to tamperWith the contents of her hamper I Pull Out Worn PantiesI'd caught a glimpse once long, agoStanding behind, she bent down lowA cotton, flowered fashion showEmbroidered. Fir mom nai apni jeeb nikali aur mere lund ko niche sai chaat te hue upar top tak aayi aur apni jeeb ko mere lund kai charo aur gumaya aur kiss kiya mai pagal ho raha tha aur mom mujhe dekh kar has rahi thi unhe pata chal raha tha ki muje bahut maja aa raha hai.Uunhone ye 2 – 3 bar dubara kiya aur mere lund ko apne muh mai liya mera lund dheere dheere unke muh mai chala gaya aur phir mom chuste hue peeche hui mere muh sai ahhhhhhhhh ki aawaz nikli aisa laga mom nai mere lund sai meri jaan keech.Read More
