I fell on her shoulder and just balled. Like in a dream, she unbuttoned her shirt and exposed her boob pushing it to my lips and I suckled. I was surp...rised that she had milk! After a few seconds, reality hit me and I jerked away in shock. She just looked at me and smiled and asked, "Do you feel better?" I just stared with my mouth hanging open and nodded yes before going back to work. I got wet as I played that through my mind a few times wondering if it had really happened the way I remembered. Ford, is there a problem?"She was staring at me and I shook my head."Good ... Now, the difference between a simile and a metaphor is..."Blah blah blah ... I shoulda known better than to tell my friends about that blue chick I'd met Tuesday night. They hadn't believed any of it, of course, and now they wouldn't let it go. They were still virgins though, so what could you expect? I wasn't and even if nobody believed me, I knew the truth.I'd gotten picked up when I was hitchhiking home by a blue. One was a nurse pushing a wheelchair, alongside walked a primly dressed but attractive woman who looked like an expensive lawyer out of a TV show. She looked old to Sarah, but in truth could have been no older than 35. In the wheelchair was a blonde girl in a thick towling robe, who’s head hung limply to one side. As the curious trio approached, Sarah could see the girl was clearly unwell - plastic tubes connected both blood and saline drips to her arm, and her skin was deathly pale despite. Didi fart-e-jazbaat mein apna sar takyee par idhar udhar patakh rahien thien aur plzzzzzzz uuuufffff ahhhhhh ooohhhhhh aur karoo tezi say plzzzzzz aaahhhhh uuufffff arshiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii jjjaaaaann yeh tum nay kaisa jaaadookar diya hay.meri choot mein aag si lag gayee hay. Oooooohhhhhhh aaahhhhhhh hayyyyy mar gayyyeeeee.allah meri jaaaaan.ahhhhhhh jaani plz jaldi,tez tez ,bilaakhir didi bilkul faarigh ho gaien.aur unki choot nay bohat sa namkeen ras chhor diya,jo meine sara pi liya.jab didi ka.