Goli gogi pinku daalne ki zid karte rehte hai.Phir tappu cum sonu ke muh par udaata hai. Phir bhide club house jaake chillata hai tappu par “a bhadv...a” aur vo tappu ko chamtane lagta hai. Aur vo tappu ko nanga jetha ke ghar lekar jata hain usse yaad ata hain ki mahila mandal ki kitty party hai aur vo babita ke ghar gaye hai.Door phirse khula hota hain aur bhide tappu ko lekar acanak hi andar ghus jata hai aur chauk jata hai aur madavi kehti haiMadavi- aaho bagtae kay tumhe pan suru karaPhir. Inside the shop there was a guard dog by the door, a stuffed Snoopy about three feet tall. His head was drooping, so I paused to scratch his ears in an effort to perk him up. The shop itself was small and cramped, jammed with shelves of knick-knacks, toys and kitchen appliances, open bins of purses, neckties, hats, shoes and CDs, mostly pretty good quality stuff. By the looks of their inventory this shop drew donations from a more upscale crowd than Sal's. The clothes racks held aristocrats'. " Yeah, no problem, after all, that is my job, isn't it?" Jim chuckled as he drank down his juice. He prodded Tara with his foot, she looked up, pain filling her eyes."She is one hot little bitch, isn't she?" Jim pushed his foot toward Tara's mouth."Suck my toes slut!" Tara opened her mouth and started sucking on his big toe, she then ran her tongue over each of the little toes one by one, keeping her eyes fixed on Jim's face."Want to fuck her?" Jim looked over at me, my dick was hard. But Kelsey never was one to make any sort of sexual advance towards anyone, so when I got this message I didn’t expect anything to come of it but a friend who needs an escape. Kelsey arrived at the door in a knit hat and a warm winter jacket. I invited her in, allowing her to get out of the cold which generally comes with snow. We had a nice time catching up on our lives, exchanging stories and laughs about music and work. Her day hadn’t been the greatest since her boss didn’t seem to want to.