Just then his cock exploded. My pussy soaked up wave after wave of his cum. Still he sucked and still he fucked. Again and again he took me. In that s...ame moment, he took me a thousand times. That night I died. Would there be a morning? Part One ~ The Morning After ~ I woke up feeling better than I had in years – even before Markus had come and swept me off my feet. My apartment even seemed cooler. Then a knock at the door startled me. Putting on my robe, I answered it. “ Here to fix your. Yeh storie 3month pehele ki hai meri aur meri girlfrnd ki jiska naam anam hai,uski age 20yrs hogyi aur meri 21 hum ek he colony mei rehte hai woh meri opposite bulding mei rehti hai,woh sirf mehndi class jati thi,woh fair hai and sexy brown eyes,height 5.3 hogayi figure 32-28-38 hai,yeh kahani 6month pehele start hui thi mei usko nich baith ke dekha karta tha woh bhi khidki mei aati thi aaisi karte karte 1month nikal gaye,1month baad mei usko himmat kar ke pakkad aur frndship ke liye offer kiye. " Anna could see in her mother's eyes that she was lying. "I feel tired, too tired to do the chores today. Please Anna, be a good girl and help me, before..." She broke off with a spasm of coughing.Anna had seen only one other dying person; when she was very young, her grandmother had lived with the family until she died. Anna's mother had the same look on her face, and Anna was frightened. Anna's mother recovered. "Shush, shush little one, don't worry about me," she said softly, smiling. Such men could just as easily see him as a threat and pay others to deal with him. He trusted no one who needed to pay him for his services. And, there were few he held in high enough regard that payment was not required. But this man … Santini … he was near the bottom of trust.Goran tried to get the conversation to focus on the reason for being requested. Santini held to a common practice, however. He wanted to party, to entertain his guest, first. He insisted on being the good host but Goran.