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🌶️ Bangalore Shopping Gone Wild – Trial Room Confessions 🔥

  Main 29 saal ka founder hoon Bangalore mein (SaaS startup). Last Wednesday afternoon around 3 PM, main Indiranagar ke ek premium men’s clothing store gaya. Mall almost empty tha. Andar sirf manager Neha thi — 28 saal ki, tall, fair Punjabi girl with thick curvy figure. Tight white formal shirt aur black pencil skirt mein wo bohot attractive lag rahi thi. Wo muskuraate hue aayi aur boli, “Sir aaj dono salesgirls leave pe hain, sirf main hoon. Kya dhoondh rahe ho?” Maine blazers try karne ko kaha. Wo mujhe upar trial room le gayi. Har blazer ke saath wo andar aati, adjust karti, haath shoulders aur chest pe rakhti. Distance kam hota ja raha tha. Uske touches linger karne lage. Navy blue blazer try karte waqt uski body mere se touch ho rahi thi aur wo khud enjoy kar rahi thi. Last beige blazer ke time maine poocha, “Honestly, which colour makes me look the hottest?” Usne curtain fully close kiya aur whisper kiya, “Aaj pura week sirf main hi hoon… aur is area ke cameras bhi kaam n...

Confession 1

 I had sex with an older lady. Not crazy old but she’s 39 and I’m 21. Met through a work friend. She cuts hair and I went to her house for a cut. I won’t lie it took about 3 months before anything sexual came up in conversation. It was just a perfect timing thing. She has like 7 kids and conveniently this night all of them were gone with friends or family. She cut my hair, we just talked and drank a couple beers. Sex talk came up. She said it had been 4 years since she had sex. She’s Mexican, and her butt is abnormally big. Like her face isn’t bad but it’s her giant ass that made me attracted. She said I was fit and I told her to touch my abs. That’s how it started. Then we went to her room, for hands on, touched eachother up exchanged some kisses. Then we had amazing sex. At least I thought it was amazing. She felt moist, and my favorite thing ever was how creamy it felt. It would make this noise like wet squishing sounds. It made me cum so hard when I finally stopped fighting it. I did finish inside but she said she can’t get pregnant anymore. I think I found the perfect fuck buddy. Older, experienced, big ass, and I ca but inside her all the time. What’s crazy is one of her kids is my age. But her pussy felt so good I will definitely get inside her any opportunity I can. Hoping for this weekend. Can’t wait to fill her guts up again.


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