Mai socha shit hard dikh raha hai kya pants pe. Maine halke se nazar ghumayi niche. To wo hasne lagi. ,”Gravy, pyare gravy”. Mai sharam se mar gay...a. Haha.We had a good lunch. I also had bought some wine. Lunch ke baad wine ka glass leke hum room me gaye cuz sirf wahi ac tha. Kuch der chup baithe the. Phri achanak see wo boli “Sir dard ho raha hai”. Maine normal gesture me bola lao daba du. Wo ek jatke me meri thighs per apna sir rakhdi. Mai shock me tha but acha laga.Mai sir daba tha tab. The drying caribou pelt was hung on a stretcher by the front entrance, simultaneously providing a wind break and a sucking vortex that drew out the heavy wood smoke of the constantly fed fire while drying out at the same time. Already she had scraped of the layer of fat under the epidermis with the sharp edge of a piece of flint stone. Later, over a period of days she would treat the skin with fats and oils that would be rubbed in, making it supply pliable and perfect for clothing. This skin. " I said. "I am okay with this, I love having a man fill my womb with his seed, especially a young one like you. But I better go clean up before someone notices. My name is Darla by the way since I have a pussy full of your cum we should know each other." "Oh sure, I am Rocky, like the fighter." I replied. "Well Rocky, you can bust a condom in me any time." She said as she walked off. I was ffeeling good about what happened and wlaked around checking out what was going on.i did get a blow job. " Enough!" cried Monica, tears running down her face. "I can't watch any more."Kay froze the image on the screen. Maria had wrapped her legs around Ramone's ass. He had pulled out for another thrust."Can you live with this betrayal?" asked Kay."He couldn't help it," Monica whispered, half believing it, half trying to convince herself."Of course he couldn't," said Kay. "If you were not immune, you would truly understand. You would not have a problem with it." I forgive him," said Monica,.