.people buggingMike about if he was going to try getting a girlfriend. Truth is...nogirls had really caught his eye to that extent, Steve was the more...likely and confident on that front.People did obviously see him as weird, partly because he hung out withSteve a lot, partly because he clearly struggled in larger groups ofpeople, he found them intimidating. He liked his routines...he quotedfilms a lot...everything he did seemed logical. So why didn't it seemlogical to everyone else?Something was. Bhabhi ne gate khola. Omg bhabhi ne purple color ki nighty pehni thi or bohot sexy lag rahi thi main toh unhe upper se neeche tak dekhta rah gaya. Unhone bola “tum meri baat sunn bhi rahe ho ya nahi.” maine bola “haa sunn raha hu nah.”Fir hum ander chale gaye. Bhabhi ne ander se kuch snackes la k serve kiye, wo mere pass aa kar baith gayi and boli khao kuch, maine unki ankho me dekha or unko jam ke pakad kar unke pink hoth pe apne hoth rakh diye unhone mujhe piche dhakela but she couldn’t,. Sammy looked out through the bars of her cage into the rest of the living room. The clock said it was nearly eight, so she had at least an hour until Annie would come in and let her out for breakfast.Unfortunately, that would probably mean another boring salad. Annie had set up a strict routine for Sammy. Wake up, get clean, have a big salad for breakfast, and then back into the cage while Annie went to work. Sammy glanced at the bottle filled with her urine. It had a funnel and a valve so it. He watched Wanda's wet, slippery tongue flick up the inside of her twin sister's thigh. Molly's cunt was open in a wide oval and that oval was soaked with cuntjuice. A few slimy ropes of pony cum bad slid down into her pussyslot, streaking her cuntcream with a thicker fluid. Wanda's flushed face turned and she looked right up her sister's gaping fuckhole. Her hot breath wafted into that slot."My pussy is full of pony jism," Molly whispered, her voice husky, her face a mask of desire.Molly's.