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Good Muscle Hindu

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Good Muscle Hindu is a sex story about , kink, muscle, woman, girl, muscle woman and muscle man. It’s about two guys who are both very muscular, and have a very strong desire to have sex with each other. I’ve seen a few different variations on this story over the years – one where the guy is a 5’2” virgin who’s 5’2” at his heaviest, and one where the guy is 5’3” and a little overweight. I’m not a big gym bunny, so when I saw that the guy was 5’3” he jumped at the opportunity, and it was the first time I’d seen his body in a photo.

He’s 5’3” and I’m 5’2” and my tits were always a size down. We went for a day in a local restaurant and I’ve never had a bra on. I’d been told that I’m pretty small, but never had a bra on. I’m pretty athletic so I’m wearing size 6-B bra (which is barely enough bra), and I know I’ve got a small cup, so I’m wearing medium. I’m wearing a short skirt, and I’m wearing a small t-shirt as a t-shirt. I’m wearing a black dress shirt with some white buttons, and black short skirt. I’ve never been to a restaurant with black curtains so I’m wearing my dress skirt.

The guy is a 5’2” tall man, 5’5” at his heaviest, and I’m 5’1” and 5”8”. I’m usually a size down, and I’ve never seen him that slim before, so I’m wearing a size 2, but his 5’2” size is a bit more than I’m expecting. He’s been doing this a couple of times in the week so he’s always wearing a nice suit, but I’m wearing a size 9-3. He’s wearing glasses, and a black shirt. He’s been in love with me ever since he saw what I was wearing and I think he wants to do a threesome. I’m wearing a medium, and my dress is a long sleeved tank top with pink and orange stripes under it. He’s a very muscular guy, so the first few times I see him I think it’s only him trying to get me to wear something that suits me, but I start to feel a hint of a tingle just looking at him in the mirror. I’m wearing a tank top and a bra which he likes to wear under the tank top. When I tell him to put on some sports bra I start to feel like he’s about to pull something big out and I start to think it would be pretty hot if I pulled something big out and put it on my chest. I start to feel like I’m about to be a big teddy bear and he starts to feel like he’s about to be a large dog, and he’s not afraid to push the buttons as I play with the straps.

The rest of the evening we go out to a local restaurant and I’m wearing a size 1 and he’s wearing a size 4. After a few beers I’m wearing my size 7, but after dinner he’s wearing size 10. As we walk back to our hotel we’re talking again and we’ve gotten to talking. His name is Michael and he’s a 5’5” guy. He’s very tall and weighs around 170-180lbs. He’s in his late 30’s and has a great build to him, I’m 5’2” and a little over 180, and I’m pretty petite in my cup size. I’m wearing a size 6-B bra and my skirt is long sleeved.

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