. Achanak mujhe mahsoos hua ke ek ajeeb sa meri choot mein hua hai…. Hai khuda ye to ramesh ke hindu lund ka paani tha…ramesh ne apne hont mere ja...waan boobs se hataye aur meri ankho mein dekhne laga… aur gusse ke jhake dene laga. Maine bhi uski aankho mein dekh kar iqraar kiya ke main bhi yehi chahti thi ke kaale lund ka paani meri kunwari muslm choot mein ho….mano meri choot ki pyaas ramesh ne apne hindu lund ke pani se bhardi… maine apni dono tange ramesh ke hips per lekar uska saara pani. We discussed our gay lives, he asked me how when where it all started and confirmed the plans to meet him on Friday at 5 at the location where we were to board the sleeper bus. He asked me to remove all hair on my chest, ass, and thighs before coming. I started desperately waiting for Friday evening.On Friday, I packed my things and after calling him twice or thrice finally reached the spot. We greeted each other. As I was wearing a pair of jeans, he gave me a small polythene and asked me to. I wanted to die when I looked up and saw her standing there just looking at me.’ ”Go ahead,’ she said to me. ‘Obviously you need a drink pretty fucking badly, but you know what? I am not going to get it for you. Go ahead. Get your fucking drink,” Robin said through gritted teeth. ‘Of all the things that I felt lower than snake shit about, that was it. I’d never felt lower than I did at that moment. But I got my drink, drank it on the floor right there, like a fucking dog, then crawled back to. It became a frequent game for us. She turned into quite the slut. She brought men home. She picked up men when we were out. She came home fucked and filled. Fuck, she brought home a couple once, and did them both while I watched. Every time I got to watch or listen to her retelling it. But it's that first, my favorite memory, that always comes back. But tonight she wants to replace that memory with a new favorite. She sits me down in a chair, her face broadcasting her eager mischief. We've read.