Mona: Don’t worry. I have not been talking to him. And nor has Diana! Lol!Ayan: Mom! Please.Mona: Hahaha! So, yeah. His name is Deepesh K Acharya. T...hat is his full name. Lol! As if it is going to make a difference. You don’t know him, Ayan!Ayan: Whoaaa! Hold on. Deepesh K Acharya?! The one who owns the car wash in highway junction?! Are you talking about him?Mona: I don’t know, Ayan. Maya send me the link. I just can’t seem to find it.Ayan: The Deepesh I am talking about owns a Mercedes. K zawiye sy stand us ki phdui ki sare ker raha tha.nasreen k dood may moo may daal k sath chus raha tha jis say wo or b garam ho chuki thi or bund utha utha k merwa rahi thi.kher takreeban 8 minute mayny us ki esy phudi maari us k baad mayny usy ulty huny ko kaha or wo ghuri ban gai or mayny pichy sy us ki tanegn paker k or khuli ker di taa k us ki phudi bilkul saaf mery lun k samny khul k nazar ay…Kher mayny 1 ungli us ki bund may di or lun thuk dia us ki phudi may ab may nichy sy us k phudi. Idly, while sipping a glass of wine, I wondered how the evening was going to terminate. As if to answer my unspoken question, Cara stood up, pointedly dropped her bathrobe to the floor, leaned forward, practically stuck her tongue down my throat, broke the kiss and asked, “Do you have one more fuck left in you, Daniel?” My cock springing to attention out of my own bathrobe gave all the answer required. Now Cara leaned forward and stuck her tongue in turn down Amelia’s throat. Breaking this. ‘No, I’ve kissed before, just not that intense. I really liked it.’ ‘So you’re feeling okay?’ She shrugged her shoulders. ‘I don’t know. I’ve never had that kind of thoughts that I have now, about… well, blowjobs and things, I always thought they were gross, and now… I feel so wrong about it.’ He groaned. ‘What’s wrong about it? I mean, life would be pretty boring for us men if you were the only one in this world wanting to give a guy a blowjob.’ She closed her eyes. ‘You don’t know how much.