.aaahhhh….. aawaze karne lagi,3 jhatke ke baad mera lund aadha ander gaya, aur main waha kuch time ke liye ruk gaya,thode time baad maine fir se jha...tke diya aur karib 4 se 5 dhakke ke baad mera pura lund sheetak ki chut me tha,10 min hum aise hi soye rahe, aur baad me maine use chodna shuru kiya, ab use bhi maza aane laga tha, ab main use jor jor se chodne laga, aur wo jor jor se aawze nikalne lagi,uuummhhhh…. aaahhhh…. aur zor se chodo mujhe, karib 20 min ki chudai ke baad maine uski chut me. When Amy got the text at lunch, Chelsea assumed it was the guy, considering her friends elated behavior. She couldn’t take it anymore, she signaled the waiter and ordered another martini. Fuck it, she thought, I have the afternoon off for no good fucking reason anymore, may as well get hammered. She glanced up and caught the look on Simon’s face and wanted to strangle him. His look was clearly one of devilish glee. He had obviously gleaned from her expression that she had misread the reason. Maggie’s expression spoke volumes - mouth open, head back - her eyes rolling into her skull with such relief it was as if a missing piece of her had been returned; her hands dug into his olive-toned flesh, the long, purple nails of her fingers carving deep etches into his skin; her small, dainty mouth parted to allow her teeth to sink into the flexing muscle of his shoulder.Cherie’s knees fell weak. Her breaths grew shallow. The back of her hand burned against the waist of her shorts. She fell. A more real affair occurred between Milton Buttle, one of the English teachers and a student. True, when he first met her, he thought she was a twenty-year-old Harvard student and not an eighteen-year-old senior. But he’d continued sleeping with her even after he found out she went to Winslow. The revelation of the affair had cost him his job.“You can’t tell me,” Marilyn was saying as she refilled both of their glasses, “that a good number of the men at Winslow wish they couldn’t have traded.