.agar aapki last chudai ho gai to…hum teeno hans pade..meeta ka reservation tha.maine meeta ki bithaya aur uske boob dba diye…maine uske boob ko c...husna shuru kr diya.wahan dibbe mein koi nahin tha..Meeta-bas karo yaar…abhi to tumse chudi hun..koi aa jayega…Geeta-koi nahi aane wala..lge raho mere raja..Thodi der baad train chal padi.hum ne meeta ko kiss kiya aur nichhe utar gaye..Geeta-jaldi ghar chalo..it time to chudai…yaar tum dono ko dekh kr mujh se raha nahi ja raha..chalo jaldi…Hum ghar aa. "I'll take the stone when you're ready," he adds as he sits back.When I've scraped the succulent flesh away, I spit the pit carefully into a napkin Martin holds to my lips."Let's try something a bit more difficult." This next thing involves the clatter of a utensil, and a couple of decisive clicks against a plate. What Martin slides into my mouth is a thin block, firm but yielding, the taste sharp against my tongue."Cheese." Right again." Martin leans in again, and this time his lips trace a. His motion to shut it off separated them. He patted her rump. "I have to go, sweetheart. Take care."When he came out -- shaved, showered, and in his underwear -- he found her in the kitchen, with a hot skillet and a carton of eggs. "How do you like your eggs?" she asked."Sunnyside. Two. Across from you." He got what he asked for. On his way out, he arranged that any packages for him would be held in the room behind the desk until he asked for them.He dictated the Actuarial Department position. As per usual after the game we go to the shower room and get ready for going home but that day there was not many people there because about 80% of them had een on a field trip somewhere so the room emptied very quicky and there was nothing else on for the rest of that day.We decided to go back to the shower and my friend got on his knees and took me in his mouth while i just closed my eyes and let him do his magic and when i blew my load all over his face he ate it and i went back to the room..