Mar gayiiii……or mein apni jheebh se unki choot chat raha tha..unki chut se bahut pani aa raha tha wo gili ho gayi thi thodi der baad mein baith ga...ya gaya or aunty bhi bed pe nangi leti thi or mein bhi naga unke uper let gaya unhone mujhe kaskar pakad rakha tha aunty boli baby ab ander daalo na maine kaha aunty thak gaye wo boli buddi aunty ki jaan loge kya maine kaha aap to abhi young ho kehneLagi acha phir aunty boli pls baby ab jaldi karo na meri halat kharab ho rahi hai maine kaha thik hai. It comes AS IS which means there are mistakes I’m ignoring because laziness. (Hehehe… Yeah. I’m lazy.) For my stories that I HAVE edited thoroughly, see Beginning Anew or any of my stories that don’t ahve the AS IS prefix. P.S. I liked this idea and wanted to continue it, so if you, my readers want me to, I will edit it and write more and release it again as an official story. But only if you as readers want me to, otherwise, I will write ideas as they cum out. (I just love erotic literature,. ”“Can, can I come too?”“Of course, Mary,” I said gently, “right now though, we now have a concrete lead, Curly Cavenagh.”“Why is Cavenagh not in uniform?”“It could be that he was over the age of 41, the upper age limit on 3 September 1939, or he may have some disability. I was just short of 41 at the time, but with my foot I was not considered fit enoiugh for call-up. Cavenagh might have some physical defect, be in a reserved occupation, or have a friendly doctor prepared or bribed to sign him. They exchanged phone numbers and left for the evening. Layla couldn’t sleep that night. She got her vibrator from her closet and used it to bring herself to climax four times before being completely spent. The next morning, Layla was busy doing regular Saturday morning chores of laundry and grocery shopping. As she was settling in her bed with a book after all her chores were done, she received a text from James. He was going to go over expense reports and wondered if she would be interested.