Don’t worry,” I said, opening the door, picturing her running into my arms still horny.A punch sent me flying to the floor. Eric ran to my defense... and two punches sent him staggering back onto the couch with blood trickling down his lip. I saw a huge bald guy with a thick mustache and beard, glaring down at us, with the girl by the doorway with a worried look on her face.“Fuck you guys,” the boyfriend screamed at us. He pointed at me. “Fuck you!” He pointed at Eric. “And fuck you.” He stepped. And ab maine oose mera MOnster Dick suck karne kaaha and jab wo hard hua to lady ko phir same position mein khada karke 3 fingers wapas uski ass mein daale and ass opening loose hai jaankar maine apna Mota Lund uski ass mein Ghusa diya and wo excitement mein chillane lagi.. Galiyan den lagi.. Madarchod… Chod mujhe.. Gaand phaad meri Fucker… U bastard… Randi bana mujhe apni…. dont stop….. Shower ka pani uski boday pe gir raha tha and wo glowy Round bubble ass dekhar mere andar ka shaitan aur. "Is she jealous?" "She is!" "who is she? Maybe i know her" "you don't!" "...of course..."There was a silence moment i use to stretch a little, maybe uncovering some part of me because i saw him turning his head and drumming fast on the wheel with fingers."Are you nervous?" He watched me in the eyes, muster up courage and said "i am. Don't fool me, shut up amd go home. I know you don't give a fuck about me, so go sleep and fuck you. You're a drunk slut." (or something like this)"do you have a. Phir maine kaha ke tumhari shaadi ho chuki hai yaa tum unmarried hoon. Usne kaha woh married hai aur uski shaadi ko 8 saal ho chuke hai. Maine 15-20 minute us din uske sath timepass kiya. Phir usne kaha kal 11 baje mujhe dombivili station par milo.Maine saari yahi soch raha tha woh dikhti kaisi hogi aur mai usse kaise patao. Next day mai usse dombivili station par milne gaya.Mai bike par thane se dombivili gaya. Maine usse call kiya aur apne shirt aur pant ka colour bataya taaki woh mujhe.