My voice was gravel, a mixture of rock and dust, of things that were worthless and pointless and just plain fucking annoying. ‘If it didn’t, you�...�d say.’ He leaned back, tilting his head toward the ceiling, eyes closed. He brought his hands up, fingers massaging his temples. ‘We were broken up. I can’t really hold it against you.’ ‘You already are.’ I mumbled, leaning forward and resting my forehead against my hands. ‘You always fuck someone.’ There was an unsteady breath. ‘You always fuck. Since Tom was completely spent, Sharon offered to refill everyone’s glasses and let the others remain in their respective positions. Ashleigh was beaming at Tom and her admiration for him radiated from her eyes. He had accepted her challenge and conquered it in great style. There was nothing she wouldn’t do for him now. ‘That was really something! I never thought I’d let a guy fuck my ass. It’s sore, I can tell you, but it was something I wouldn’t have missed for the world. Thanks for helping. Miss Tess told me to place my nose an inch away from Cunt'spanties. After a few seconds she managed to release herself a little and adamp yellow patch appeared on the front of her panties. This gradually grewto a veritable waterfall down her stocking clad legs, occasionally catchingthe rear hem of her skirt also. Predominantly focussed on her crotch Ieventually noticed that the plug must be in the drain because the pee wasbeginning to make a pool around her feet.Eventually the flow stopped and. To wo Mumbai gaye the. Or me pondi me hin thi.phir wo mujhe phone karke Mumbai bulaye kyun ki wahan unki ek khas dost ki marrage party thi.Jese hi wo mujhe Mumbai ane keliye bole me flight me book karne keliye try ki par booking nehi mili or na hi train me phir me bus se banglore se Mumbai jane keliye nikal padi phir mujhe bus me ek sleeper milgayi . Dashra ki karan koi bhi bus me seat khali nehi thi.Ek bus me sleeper mili or wo bhi shring me. Pehel to me raji nehi hui phir jab wo dost baht.