And she said ‘itni jaldi nikalgaya tera, magar bahut Sara hai koi baat nai’ I said I m sorry for thisPinki-koi baat nai abb Jo Mai bolo woh karna....Shee took her salwar out and made me kneel down I was like in heaven I haven’t seen something like tat in my whole shit life.Pinki- yeh panty Uttar and meri yaha kiss karAnd I followed I was like slave to her but was enjoying that I stripped het panty aside and kissed herPinki- lagatar karte raho jab tak rukne ko nal bolooI kept on kising and after 2. . not after where that had led the previous night.I didn’t trust myself. Not with such a big, magnificent, beautiful cock.Stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke.I’d expected to feel nothing but revulsion as I helped my brother for the last time, but despite the disgusting memories I couldn’t help but associate with my brother’s cock, I couldn’t help but admit how nice it was. Thick, strong, delicious. I loved watching him stroke it - up and down and up and down ... Honestly, watching him run his hand. I hope I didn't wreck it." Wreck what?" Getting you laid." Ah." Plainly Donna didn't have a clue as to how to deal with that one."Come on Cat. You're just making it worse." Nancy said."Yeah, well." The Cat shrugged. "I fucked up. I still think that you'd like doing Tony." God, Cat, your really making me feel pathetic as hell here." Nancy had fired up a doobie and handed it over to me after taking a toke. I sucked in smoke like it was the breath of life. Hell, if I had a toke in my lungs, I. They quickly followedwith the last burst of energy they had and washed up and went to bed aswell. Michelle lay on her side and I lied on my back as we both slowlyfell peacefully asleep. The Window Ch. 3 by Jersey Beep, beep, beep…Oh man…this sucks I thought as I rolled over and saw a textfrom Desiree that it was time for me to pick her up. I slowly removed my warmbody from beneath the covers and got dressed while Michelle snored away. In theinterim, I text Desiree I’d be there in about 15.