His mug slowly lowered “What?” “Well what kind of friend would I be if I didn’t offer to help you out with this?” He involuntarily looked ov...er his shoulder as if I was making a joke for someone else’s amusement and then turned back to me. “Are you serious?” Was I? Why not? It was just a blow job, offered in the spirit of friendship; it didn’t mean anything more. “Absolutely. So finish up your coffee and let’s get back to your hotel.” * Charlie slid the key card through the lock and pushed the. To meeting fix ho jati he o apna adress send kar dati he may unke bata ye gaye adress pe gaya or jake call kiya to unhone apna flat no bate he may unke doar ka bail bajate he darvaja khulta he me dekhe ke hairan ho jata hu …..Unko figar kya mast tha ….Karib 36-24-36 kya kamal lag rahi thi …Unka age 30 tha …Unho ne mujhe ghar may bulaya o akele he rhati thi …Unho mujhe juise ke bare me pucha may ha bola unho ne juise lake ayi or mare bajun me ake bith gayi …..O boli tum juise pilo me fresh hoke. ..My cheeks were still smarting from the cock whipping as he fucked my mouth I was gagging when he forced it part way down my throat and I pushed back against his groin it was then I felt his pubic hair and it was all tight curls close to his body I knew he was black right then I had never had a black cock before and I was kind of scared of it he was so damn big and all but I kept sucking until he came flooding my mouth with his thick stuff he made me swallow it and I gagged a little as it went. "And she certainly likes to play them. There's nothing you can't do with her she won't have fun with, David," Coach Robinson said with a laugh."You... you let these boys do things here?" Betty cried."Nothing wrong with that, Mrs. Davis. Keeps them off the street." Yeah. Looks like I can get a little more action this way than lifting weights." That's in the program for tonight too, David. We can't lose that game to South High next week," Coach Robinson said with some severity. "On the other.