I had to do it then before I could think and reason it out. My bravery would die soon. Ean’s bedroom door was shut. I knocked, waited, and then slow...ly pried it open. Ean was face down on his bed.“Ean,” I called in a soft voice. He was motionless. I slowly walked in. I stepped lightly to his bed and kicked off my shoes. I climbed on and as carefully as I could, I touched his shoulder.Ean turned his head to look at me. His eyes were bloodshot, his skin moist with tears.“Are you ok,” I asked. Wo meri bahan ke bare mei hi baat kar raha tha. Uske baad mein kabhi apne kisi dost ko ghar nahin laya. Ladke jab mere mohalle mei rahne wali seema naam ki randi ke bare mei puchte the to mein khul kar unhe apni bahan ke randpane ke bare mei batata tha.Is tarah hum log 8 mahine yeh khel khelte rahe. Meri itni himmat nahin hui ki mein seema didi se chudai ki baat kar sakoon. Mujhe to jo mil raha tha mein usme hi khus tha. Mein use nangi kar leta tha. Uske mamme dabata tha, chusta tha. Uski chut. I called her and asked “Do you wanna go get that drink?” Later that night around 10PM we met up at a local watering hole. I was first to arrive, and took up a seat at the bar that I made sure had an open stool next to it. She arrived soon after and immediately gave me a hug. “I’m so glad that you asked me out! I was wondering what else I would have to do”, she jested. Wow, she looked amazing. She was wearing a tiny low cut black dress, had straightened her hair, with red rose lipstick, and was. I sat spellbound as a third man stepped up behind Amanda and draped his only half-stiff dick over her left shoulder. It didn’t look too impressive, but Amanda then turned her head and, continuing her handjob work on the first two guys, began giving the third cock a generous serve of her expert oral attention. I knew exactly what that felt like and I wasn’t surprised at all when a short time later, a fully-erect prick emerged hard, shiny and wet from Amanda’s mouth. Just when I thought it.