He is dressed in a dark suit and I can see that he is a little heavy, his paunch hangs over his belt where his coat is open."What the fuck!" I whimper...."Who the fuck are you, what are you doing here and how did you get in?" I hiss at the man."I'm Robert, I'm here to do whatever I want, and I used the spare key you hide under the second flower flowerpot from the left on your windowsill," he answered sarcastically."What the fuck do you mean do whatever you want? And what the fuck is a Robert?" I. Dennis gave a long whistle, and punched me in the arm. The punch didn't hurt as much as it usually did, and I wondered if Lela's white light was finally showing its effects."Three women now? Yeah, I don't think you can call yourself a geek anymore."I only shook my head, as I got up and went back to my room. How many women I was with didn't make a difference whether I was a geek or not. Talk of Gina had given me an idea, though.Opening my phone, I noticed I had missed another call from her, and. I never go out in the rain anymore, as much as I enjoy watching the drops pitter-patter against the windowpane.I think I stared out the window for a solid ten minutes before my phone jostled me out of my stupor. It was my girlfriend of the month. Always called her 'Tits'. Best rack I've had the pleasure of fucking. Seriously. Her tits were as big as cantaloupes, and about as firm. I can still feel them wrapped around my dick… almost pulsing along with her rapid breaths. God DAMN, she is. .Firr chach ne meri poori pant kheench k utaar di .Aur meraa katchaa bhi ..Mere khade lund ko chachi ne dono hatho me le liyaa aur muthhiya maarne lagi.Maine to aankhe band kr li aur shaant ho k late gayaAb chachi se rukaa ni gayaa aur unhone apni jeebh se mere poore lund ko chaata firr sabse pehle mere gulaabi tope ko apne hontho k beech rakh k badi joor se choosaMai to saatve aasmaan pe pahuch gayaa thaaAb dheere se unhone poora lund muh k andar lenaa chaha lkinn lund poora gayaa ni aur.