I was like no she hold my neck and force me to suck his top like mushroom. And he was closing his eyes sheetal mazaa aa gaya. Aur chuswa. Saali jor ka... muh daba mere pura lund iske muh tak jaye dekh aur saale ko wine se gila lund chuswa acche tarah meri jaan. She was forcing me through neck. I was choking my mouth and all my saliva was coming out from my mouth while she slap me on face slowlyAnd told me to suck it properly you pathetic looser. While sheetal was licking her face with her tongue. I was lucky to be getting a dozen visitors a week! Amateur writers, indeed! FOURTH WEBMISTRESS When I say amateur, I was only sugar-coating it for the sake of the writers' feelings. None of my writers knew proper punctuation or spelling! SECOND WEBMISTRESS Spelling and punctuation? That's nothing! You should've seen what passed for grammar on my sight! THIRD WEBMISTRESS You were lucky to get grammar! I only had a dozen stories on my site, all written by 12-year. Meri nazar jab kabhi uske pet ki taraf jaati to badi koshish karti thi ki saari se dhak le, magar tab chuchi dikh jaati. Nazar uthti aur uske mammon ko dekhti hi thi ki phir use chupati. Isi khicha taani mein ya to ghabra kar bhag jaati ya main hi nazar jhuka leta ki kahin chali na jaye. Ek baar maina kaha, “Sajni, main yahan aata hoon lekin tum baat hi nahin karti, bus chali jaati ho.” Kehti, “Thik hai jeejaji, baat karungi.” Is tarah, kaafi din beet gaye, aur man hi man main sochta rehta, kab. “The sign says no jumping!”“That was more of a dive than a jump,” the wife remarked softly.I narrowed my eyes at her, surprised by her odd comment. She was looking down at Heather with a thoughtful look and a slight smile.“Don’t be ridiculous, Betty. She might be hurt—”“Shush, Bob. She’s going to be fine. Any fool can see that. Come away from there.”“But the water is freezing!” he persisted, although he’d already picked up his belongings and was following his wife back to where they’d run.