Chut().. Ko penty ke uppar se kiss karne lge mi siskiya le rhai thi ssssss ahhhhhhh fir iffy ne apne teeth se meri penty ka band khol diya aur muhas k...hinch kar nikal diya.pani teji se gir raha tha.iffy meri chut ()ko pagal ki tarha kiss kar rahe the har kiss par meri chut ()unhe kah rahi thiki ab dal do..parntu iffy the ki use chat jaa rahe the fir unho ne dono unglie dal kar meri chut ()….ka muh fela dia mai tadap rahi this..vah meri chut () …ko lips ke mafik kiss kar rahe the achhanke usne. ” My gift. I never thought of it as a “gift”, more like an embarrassing curse. Alice was referring to the flowing gush of juices that dripped and clung to my thighs like ropes of shame. My inability to resist my lovely Alice, only made my juices flow that much harder. I looked up at the girls in the hallway and saw more people had joined the crowd. I watched one girl roll her eyes in a mixture of disgust and complacent disregard, and walk away. I was sad to see her go. Something inside me. "Can I help you?" he asks me, and he peers at me, and then at my lack of shoes. The night air is getting colder; it is early October. "I heard someone say your name a few days ago, and I remembered it. I am new here. I want to know more about your town," I tell him, but he stares at my feet. "Where are your shoes?" he asks me. "I lost them," I say, and he stands up. He holds out his hand to me and I take it. His hand is rough and strong. He smiles at me. "You need shoes; come with me." I follow. Nine years later things fell apart for our famous Jackie as she got retrenched and with no full educatuon her chances of finding another job were slim. She continued to try her luck for a job until she knocked at her old teacher's factory, Mr Adams had opened a motor mechanic business five years ago and was managed by her wife. She was shocked and surprised to see Mr Adams after a very long time and Mr Adams too knew her straight away "my, if it isnt Jackie Lorch who might it be, its so good to.