I could have added that I had the happiest memories of this particular poem. On two occasions in my student days I had trotted it out in circumstances... not unlike these, walking a girl in a secluded spot on a starlit night, and it had got me laid both times. Nor, may I say, had I any bad conscience about having put Byron's wonderful lines to this use; from what I knew of him, I felt he would have approved. In fact, I am sure that was why he wrote the poem in the first place, to get inside some. ' "And he puts you on the street to earn a few bucks?" The kids have to eat..." Jemma hung her head."So, twenty dollar blowjobs?" I asked gently."Ain't no money in that," Jemma replied. "Parties, mostly. Lester's got some friends who know people..." So you're a gang-bang girl?" Yeah." She let go of my cock. "Sorry." Some brunette immediately dove on it."One of mine has done it all -- with black guys -- and has a kid to show for it," I replied, "Nothing wrong with being a party girl -- it. Ooh… nalla jora adinga( means fuck me fast)I stroked her very hard and increased her speed while Maya was now sucking her sister’s boobs and tickling her nipples. Maya was moaning heavily and I could feel that she had reached her orgasm. And She had had cum the love juice which oozed from her pussy made my shafts movement more smooth and ‘ Pachak pachak sound started for each my stroke. I was reaching my climax and I fucked her much harder and filled her pussy with semen. My wife immediately. It’s always been you.”Ashley blushed deeply at this confession of love, knowing that she felt the same as the tidal waves began knocking down all of the barriers between them. “Why, me?” Ashley asked, as though under a spell. “Well, like all good things it started with our rapport on the court. You passed me the ball in spots I liked, and we always talked before and after games and practice. It’s how I know you like your coffee with sugar, not sweeteners. It’s how I know that basketball is.