He had been one of the best friends I’d ever had. He loved to play music, I loved to listen.Joe was accomplished on piano, banjo, guitar, mandolin a...nd his biggest asset… bullshit. He could look you in the eye and make you believe the hair on his head was blue, instead of black.He was the best in the world when it came to ‘farting on command’… and he didn’t care where, or in front of whom… he’d cut a big one just for fun. His laugh was contagious, and his wit was quick.It had been years since I. Phir papa ne gusse se kaha:aree darpok sirf pant nikal kar aaja yaha hum tin logo ke siwa koi nahi hai. Ab to muje pata tha ki mummy ko papa ki baat manane ke elava koi chara nahi hai. Phir maine bhi mummy ko bola: mom aajao pani ki gaharai neck se jyada nahi hey. phir mom dhire dhire thoda sharmate huwe apane pant ko unbutton kiya aur apane perro se nikal diya. Meri aakho ke samane phir se ek bar mom ki healthy milk white jange pani me utarti huwi najar ayi, mom thoda hi river ke pani me aayee. "Does it half to be right now?" I asked, trying so hard to sound likesomeone else. It didn't take much."Kinda, yeah. Just for a minute, then you can... y'know, kinda..."Gripping the blanket like like I would die if it dropped, I opened thedoor just a little, just enough to peek through. David, while shorterthan I used to be, was at an even eye level. He was obviouslyembarrassed, and tried to avert his gaze."It wouldn't be..." he started, then turned back to me, his eyes lockingwith mine."Too.... As I thought he would let me go now; the door opened and other two black guys entered the cabin. They stared at me and one of them immediately pulled his huge black out and made me suck it…His friend just stood there aside, watching the whole action.But he finally approached and he fingered me so good…I came on his expert fingers; but soon the other guy made me get on all fours and he shoved his black rod up my stretched cunt.He pumped me in a frantic way and very soon he filled my womb with.