Phir kiya psnd hai kiya nhi…Woh jese jese baat krte gae mujh se impress hote gae q ki use nhi pata tha ki mai itna bolta hon use to dar tha shaadi k... baad bhi baat kr paegi ki nhi mujh se dhire dhire baat barhi imo or whatsapp pr vedio calling bhi hone lagi isi tarah kch months baat hote rahi.Mai bhi darr se zyada kch bolta nhi tha use woh puchti thi kesi lag rahi mai hamesha talta rahta tha bolta tha han achi hi lag rahi then usne ek din puchna mai apko psnd to hon maine kaha han tum boht. Once we did that, then the other two boyfriends and other visitors drew colored balls to see which teams they were on.By know they were all looking at me weirdly, trying to figure out what I had talking about. I asked everyone to follow me outside to my truck and in the back were 6 boxes, two for each team. I was the blue team, Jerry led the red team and Pepper led the yellow team. I had them open the boxes where they found laser tag guns and vests all color coded. Then I open two more. Then I pulled them out. “Is this all you got for me you horny bastard? Fuck me like the whore of your wife! Make me scream with you cock and not with your fingers, you bastard. I want to feel your cock split my ass and cunt into two. FUCK ME. Make me your whore wife tonight, you motherfucker.”I knew what she was asking for and grabbed her hair and pushed her on her back. Her wet dripping cunt was lying exposed in front of me. I held my erect cock and guided it into the whore’s wet cunt. Salma. It's the sort of love we need to talk about." I know," she said sadly. "I know. I know. I know."She ran to her room.The police arrived promptly at half past four. Jean Robbins was one of them. The other was called Rob Garthwaite. Neither Steven nor Becca had met him before.Steven went to his office and Becca took Jean to the sitting room. They were both finished in half an hour. Becca found Jean to be a warm, understanding person and liked her. She offered both police officers a cup of tea.