.unhone sexy tarike se aah kia..Fir boli” achha ye bat hai.. ” ye bol kar unhone kaske mere gaal kat diye.. Mai to waise hi ye sab scene dekhakr p...agal hua pada tha use ye.. Mera control thod choota aur jai se hi maine bhi unke gaal kaatne ki koshish ki unhone apna chera guma lia to mere daant unke lips se bhid gaye..wo shayd taiyar thi.. Usne ,ere lips ko kaske choosna shuru kar dia muje to pata ho nai chala kab hum kiss karne lage aur mera haath kab unke boobs pe aagaya.. Mai to pagal hote ja. I got to go there. Heck with this stupid quarry. So sometime during the night, Eric slipped out of the motel room and took off.Now at 14, Eric knew he had to get to Woodstock. The music was where he wanted to be. He just started walking not really knowing where he was going let alone which direction. The confusion of an adolescent. He knew his parents would be pissed with him, especially his dad. Probably get a spanking for his actions. At this point he didn't really care. Woodstock called. My mind started to give some closer attention to it. My mind, eyes, and body started to give more attention to her waist. It soon became an obsession.My mind started to fantasize about her waist, like how I would touch it and play with it. It became almost impossible to shake off the thoughts about her. I wanted to be with her more than anything. After that night, I almost lived in my mind while fantasies broiled about my mom’s beautiful midriff.’ 3) By Read the story of how I seduced and. Sitting at the first table were four scruffy homeless guys. BigDog was a medium built man, had an un-groomed beard, ragged clothes was generally unkempt and smelled pretty bad. His side kick was Darrel. Darrel was much bigger man but otherwise had a similar appearance.Pinhead was a friend of Darrel’s. Skinny and poorly dressed he was not as haggard as the other two.Pinhead had his name because of various mental disabilities which made him very dependable on others.Red was a burly homeless.