S exchange kiye or party kai bad mai apne room pahuchi omg mai bahut garam ho gai thi room pahuchte hi mene apni sari utar di apne sare kapre utar diy...e apne aap ko mirror ke samne nanga khara dekh apne sexy or fuckable curves ko niharne lagi sonia aaj to har ghar mai tere in boobs or ass kai charche ho rahe honge or mairi pussy tarap rahi thi oh my god mai to rahul kai bare me sochne lagi kashWo bhi aa jata or mujhe bhaska deta abhi ahhh rahul or meri ungli meri chut mai chali gai me apne aap. Back again loser? Let me guess, another woman took you home, pulled down your pink panties, burst out laughing at your two-inch nubby-stubby, got pissed off & then kicked you out in the street. Am I right? *giggles* Of course I am. When will you learn that no woman will ever be interested in you, dumdum? When will you learn that your only purpose in life is to lick asshole, lick boots & humiliate yourself for the entertainment of women? *giggles* That tiny little disappointment in your panties. Millie has a current boyfriend named Eric. Eric wasn't a jock but also not a loser, he was kind considerate guy who was straightforward with Millie and therefore was given a chance to be with her over the other popular monkeys not even hiding their intent to date her for sex and and bragging rights. But that was years ago, they had been together for 4 years but most recently a lot of strain had been placed on the both of them due to Eric going to a university in an entirely different city. Had. I put my finger to my lips and held the birch out to her. She didn't hesitate, padded over silently and took the bundle of rods from my hand.She looked magnificent. She took her position, measured the birch across Jenny's backside, and swung. She didn't hold back as I had been doing, and the first blow made her knuckles whiten as she gripped the table and a small moan escaped her lips. The next stroke was to be the last, and Laura put everything into it. The noise when it struck was louder, at.