.uska naam toh batana bhul gya uska naam shubi thaa.shubi aur main ek hi skul mein padte the bt aise kbhi notice nhi kiya tha maine use bt jbse wo tut...n mein aane lagi main usko hamesha notice hi karta rehta tha hamesha meri nazar uske boobs par rehti thi usne bhi kbhi kbhi mereko dekhte hue dkh liya tha soo kuch tym beet gya tutn mein phhr jiske ghr mein main padta tha maine usko bataya ki mereko usko pata hai aur mera dost meri bhavnao ko samajh gaya aur usne han kahe diya …soo usne apni. She took one long look at the source of her torture and left the train, swallowed by the throng of people mulling about their business, completely oblivious of her discomfort. Slowly, as she walked the feelings began to fade. She had just about recovered completely when she felt the heated gaze of someone following her. She risked a peak and noticed him following her, absolute lust in his eyes. The ache in her pussy returned immediately, almost debilitating her. She stumbled, only just managing. She did not release him from her clutches for another minute or so. Eddie leaned down and gave her a deep kiss. They held each other for several minutes more as I watched in horror. Not quite the end but the end of Noahfrogs ridiculous piece of shit. – The End – Heather cried and cried while John, the weak lilly livered husband, that was supposed to protect her from all harm, just looked helpless. Eddie grinned and told John that his cock was dirty from fucking such a whore as Heather. I think. “Here goes nothing!” He dialled the number on the website, then while the phone was ringing, asked Bobbi, “What time?”“Let’s say nine o’clock. We’ll reserve for about seven at the restaurant.”“Elegance Escorts. How may I help you?” the smooth female voice at the other end of the line asked.“Hi, I’m interest in uhh, seeing Emma,” David opened. Bobbi mouthed the word “speaker!” adding a stabbing motion with her index finger. David complied.“An excellent choice, but I’m sorry, Emma isn’t.