” He closed the door.She chuckled darkly. “You waited until I’m not interested,” she muttered.“Still not interested,” he told her. “Here... you can yell all you want.”“He’s with him, isn’t he?” Rachel quietly seethed.“Probably. Last I saw him he said he’d come back here.”“But he was with...”“Trevor was driving the limo.”“Fucking faggot.”“But he’s your faggot.”“Not talking about Eddie. You know he’s fucking you?”“Not anymore,” he said.“Are you sure?”“Pretty sure. Trevor definitely isn’t my clone.. “But not printer ink!” Cindi said.“No kidding. I thought laser cartridges were bad. Grab a seat.”She pulled out a chair by the table, opened the bottle, and poured some for each of us. I sat down across from her, picked up the plastic cup, tipped it towards her and sipped.“You won’t get drunk that way!” she laughed, gulping down her drink.“I probably shouldn’t,” I said. “And neither should you.”“Hey, this is my party, not yours!” she said pouring more for herself and gulping it down.I put my. Her agile tongue coaxed the initial evidence of my desire from the leaking tip. The sounds of her mouth were musical. I watched as more of me disappeared between her lips with each passing moment. I could hardly contain myself as her mouth, lips, tongue and hands acted in concert. It went beyond the lustful pleasure I was undeniably experiencing. She was offering her heart; an offer I wanted to accept forever. I couldn't remember being that close to coming for that long. She squeezed on and off. Thodi dare bad sunny ne mujhe mare pen apne bag se nikal kar wapas ke or mare kan me dhere se kaha ke is bare me kise ko mat batana or fir usne ek dairy milk ke chocolate mujhe de or khaha ke kal ek or dunga mujhe uspar gusa aa raha tha par me use kuch nahe kar paye or uski chocolate mane fake de tow usne utha ke mare bag me dal de jab me ghar poche mera padhye me man he nahe lag raha tha bar bar me apne hatow ko dekhe ja rahe the mujhe uske lund ko pakadne me jow current laga tha me use bar.