Fir usne mera top utaar diya aur meri gardan par daant kaatne laga.Main jaldi se neeche baith gayi aur maine uski belt khol kar uski pant neeche kar d...i. Usne mera sir pakda aur underwear mein se hi apna lund mere muh par maarne laga. Woh apna lund underwear mein se hi mere muh mein daal raha tha. Main uske underwear ko chaat rahi thi.Fir maine uska underwear neeche kiya aur uska lund uchal kar mere muh par laga. Fir maine uske lund ko pyaar se chooma aur lund ke ched ko apni jeebh se sehlane. She could drink anyone I knew, man orwoman, under the table and there were many nightswhen I passed out in the wee hours of the morningwhile Fran was still going strong.At the end of college we had gone our own ways. Shewent back to her small home town and took a teachingposition, while I had gone to the big city and takena junior management position at a large retail outlet.Several times a year we got together to catch up onthings in our lives. She always showed up around noonon a Saturday. We. He had been talking to his step mom while I talked with my parents. Talking of home made me miss it a little. ‘How are mom and pop?’ Carl asked. They had been like second parents to him and he had called them mom and dad for years. ‘Good, they miss us and hope we come up before heading home,’ I told him. ‘We should. It’ll be nice to see them again.’ ‘We’ll bring it up at dinner then.’ ‘Speaking of, what’s the plan for food? I’m starving.’ ‘Let me make some calls and I’ll see if I can round up. "My tummy aches," I mumble and move his hand over my stomach in a circular rubbing motion.My tummy aches indeed. It's that tight, hot feeling I get sometimes. Sometimes when a boy kisses me. Sometimes when I read a naughty story. And definitely every time I see certain scenes of "American Beauty".- JamesOh God, I don't think I can take much more of this! I am just getting my cock and my mind under control when Anna grabs my hand and muttering something about her tummy hurting puts my hand on.