"Jordan doesn't have to get a unanimous verdict to pass the Main Event. All five of us have fucked her for almost five hours. And if four of us say ...that she's passed, then she's passed. You're outvoted!" "I'm not finished!" Barocca stated mechanically again. "God, you've got a one-track mind," said Dee Dee with disgust. "Haven't you got any little sluts over in your own clique that can keep up with you over there?" "I'm not finished!" Barocca stated mechanically again. "Listen Barocca, this. You like my stories, don’t you, Clive?”He nods his head again.“Go to the bedroom, then, and pick out a strap-on from the top drawer of my dresser. Lay it on top, ready for me to put on when I come in. And for your sake”, she adds with a growl, “it had better not be the smallest.”She didn’t have to threaten. He’d select the biggest. He always did.She started grinning from ear to ear when she heard Clive’s gasp from the bedroom.He’d gasped out loud when he had opened the drawer. She glowed with. His hair was a little messy and he smelled of musk and sweat, I'm surprised I've managed not to make a move on this extremely sexy boy for 3 years. When he came out he seemed a little depressed. "What's wrong man, you won!" I asked."Nothing bro, just some stuff going on in my head right now that needs to be worked out" he answered vaguely. I wanted to make him feel better so I invited him over to my house to crash for a bit and we can talk about it, he said it would be better if we went to his. .Chaya: Don’t worry no one will use this route, I use this route everytime….Me: Hugged her tightly, lip locked her tightly, pressing her boobs continuously…Chaya: You wanted to fuck me right, fuck me hear… saying this she started to remove her chudidar topand bottom..Me: I controlled her… I can’t fuck you hear, I need long time,Chaya: fine, what ever you say..Me: fingering her cunt, kissing vigorously, pressing her boobs, hugging, bitting.. Licking ….Chaya: With pleasure, moaning like,,,.