Wo mast ho gai.Kuchh bhi nahin boli.Wo chut chudane k liye tyar thi.Usne apni kurti uper kr li.Boob dekh kr main to nihal ho gya.Gore rang k mast boob...…Aaye haye…Kya baat thi…Boob khoob gool the.Mulayam aur ek dum soft..Unko muh mein daal kr chusne lga.Boobmuh mein daalne se maza aane lga.Dono boob ki nipple bhi mast thi..Thodi der baad maine uski chut pr hath rakha.Wo samajh gai….Lund chut mein aane wala hai….Usne apne hath mein lund ko pakda to jordaar jhatka lga.Uske hath mein mera lund. "Right now you are still all over the news but we have to move you to the countryside before the police sweep comes into our area" Jackie and two other members of the "Free to Live" underground movement - a human rights group opposed to the idea of male breeder internment. It had been 3 days since Jake had been declared missing from the colony and was now considered a federal fugitive by the New Singapore Authorities. Police cordon and search sweeps had been taking place round the clock since. Jason came back out and we talked some more and finished our drinks and this time, Jason took our glasses and said he would get us another and asked me how I like mine made. I like Patron and pineapple juice and when he came back, I tasted mine and it was so damn strong. I told Jason that he sure knows how to make a strong drink. He smiled and said he was sorry about that. I looked at Michael and pointed to Jason and said “He just wants me drunk so he can get me naked.” Jason looked. "Miss, I'm going to be seeing a lot of you in the next few days, and you will see me too for that matter, so you might as well get used to it now. From what I hear, you've shown yourself to plenty of boys so there's no need to be shy. Arms up." He'd crossed the room and grabbed the hem of my sweater and almost without thinking I lifted my arms and allowed him to pull it off. My bra quickly followed. "Five minutes and then we'll get you dressed." Bossy sod. I said nothing, already I knew that I.