Ke niche gaya aur cigarate lekar aate time maine apne ghar ki 1 duplicate key watchman ke pass dekar kaha ki hamari kamwali aayegi to uske haath me ye... key de dena. Aur me upar ghar pe chala gaya. Baad me maine 1 cigarate pee. Aur bp dekhne lag gaya. Baad me maine niche dekha ki vo aayi ke nahi thodi der ke baad vo aate hue dikhi. To maine phataphat apni underwear utar di. Aur pc band kiya aur baniyan pe hi sone ka natak karne laga. Baad me mujhe darwaja kholne ka awaj aaya. Tab me sone ka natak. “What?”“Chicken bones from 2 chickens,” Krys said. She nodded at the chicken sandwiches. “Roasted ... What?”“Cynthia? Pen?”Instruments were found and writing ensued. Zoe used the back of the journal. Caught up, the hand with the pen made the ‘tell me more’ motion.Krys resumed, “Roasted.”“How?”“Bones ... cracked ... on a lipped oven pan. Roast in the oven. Pour the bones and juice in the cooker. Add a splash of cider vinegar, some salt, a medium onion, peeled and halved, 2 sticks of celery,. Over & over & faster & faster & deeper & deeper until i can feel that u are about 2 explode inside me...u look straight in2 my eyes & groan" i'm cumming !! i'm cumming in your tight ass !!i love cumming inside your tight little ass-hole !!! " as u finally release your steaming seed deep in2 my tightly gripping fuck-hole... over & over u shudder & quiveras your juicy cum is injected deep in2 me& it splatters all over my slick inner walls... i watch your sweaty chest & belly heave as u pound. He started thrusting his bottom up as I pumped my cock against it. I was pretty sure I could actually feel his asshole on my shaft as I glided over it. And then he flexed. His cheeks tightened, almost swallowing up my cock and I stopped pumping and just grinded down hard. I pressed my mouth against his ear and whispered; “Oh god Derrick, your bottom feels so good around my cock…” I started pumping again as he flexed and relaxed, flexed and relaxed… I couldn’t imagine anything feeling better.