. " Well, we can go to my house. It's real close," he said."Sure! Okay! I've never been to your house before."They walked home. He tried to walk quick...ly. He knew his parents would still be gone for awhile yet. He needed at least a few hours."This is my house," he told her, walking up the driveway."I like it." Thanks."They went inside. She put her backpack down in the hall."Are you hungry?" he asked her."No, not really."He smiled. "Wanna see my room?" Sure!"They went upstairs. He was praying.She. Looking at her it was obvious that she was wearinga bra and that her smallish breasts were much less deserving of a brathan my sizable knockers. Crossing my arms underneath my chest seemedto help."Could you give him my new contact details. He's been really goodat.... Taking care of me, you know?" I tried to convey it in my voicethat I did not mean that sexually, although I did let my wander just abit. A large part of me could felt really hungry for O'Toole's thickcock."Of course, we're going to. May tell you aboutour products?"I looked at Larry and shrugged my shoulders and Larry said, "Oh what thehell have a seat Mr. Ozmix."The salesman sat on the occasional chair and Larry and I sat on each endof the sofa and the strangely likeable man opened his case and pulledout a binder. He looked at the front of the binder I assumed what was aglossary and turned to a page near the middle of the binder.The salesman continued, "We at BLTM pride ourselves at beingprofessionals and are very. Fir me apni laund pe sarab girte gaya o piti gayi sach bata raha hun ek bar k liye me dar gaya k wo mere laund ko kela samaj k kha na le. Fir uske pink pink chut pe butter scotches ice cream laga k chusne laga. Uska chut pink se red hone lage.oh or jor se chilane lagi. Fir mene kaha kaisa sex pasand karogi rape wala ya normal. Wo sarma k boli tumhari marji. Fir mene uska hath bad pe bandh diye pura ragini mms ki tarah. Mene laund pe gel laga k pan flavour ka doted condom laga k chod k liye.