‘It isn’t the writing that has to be wonderful. It’s the story. A good story can make a reader forget about the way it’s written, as long as i...t’s readable.’ I hadn’t even taken the time to pick each word, merely blurting it out as if I had a right to talk. He laughed, and the sound echoed into the spaces left bare so long ago when my passion had gone. ‘I’d like to read your stories,’ he said. ‘I’ve heard that they’re pretty good.’ ‘I didn’t know people were discussing me behind my back,’ I. Muje mere friends ne bataya ke wo ladka jo tumhare sath rehta h wo priya k aas pas jyada he rehta h.mujey kafi gussa aaya, maine apne ek relative ko call ke wo kafi dangerours kaam karta h jaise kabza chudwana, agley din wo college aaya or us ne us ladkey to dhamki de ke agar priya k aas pas bhe aaya to loda kaat k muh me de dega wo ladka dar gya but wo padta to uskey sath he tha so mujey saq rehta tha isliye m usey warning deta rehta tha wo bhe mujse kafi darta tha 2 months pass ho gye priya. Damn, you want to fuck yourself so badly! So you do Gripping the length, you stroke in just the same way that you enjoy viewing me masturbate. You move it so every stroke presses against your engorged clit making you moan out loud. Watching yourself in the mirror increases your arousal, building your orgasm until you are tossing yourself off so fast your hand is almost a blur. Every squeeze and stroke is harder than the last, you feel your ass tightening. Playing with your nipples with your. When I was completely buried in her, I asked her whether she was fine. She said “Yes, go ahead. I am enjoying it”. Those were the first words she muttered to me. With enough precaution in not hurting her I slowly slid my organ out of her pussy completely. She seemed to be relieved, but before could relax a moment, I entered her again. This went on for some time, till the time she showed no more struggle in taking me completely in her.Slowly I increased my pace in rhythm. She seemed to be.