Karta hua mere muh mein hi jhad gaya uski virya se mera muh bhar gaya jish maine swad lete hue pi liya usne apna lund mere muh se apna lund bahar nika...te hue kaha nikhil-kaisa lagi me-bhut acha laga par muh me dard hogaya Nikhil pyas bujhi ya or piyegi malai shake? Me, muh ki pyas to tript hogayi par tune meri chut ki pyas pehle Se kahi jada badha di hai bas ab mujhe is tarah chod mere raja ke mein kal dard ke mare chal na paun itni zor se meri seal tod ke uski awaz hame sunai de Nikhil mein. Cindy looked aghast. "Wouldn't you rather sleep with a girl your own age?", she asked."I've never tried that." Never tried what, my dear?", asked Ms. Alsover, as she came back into the living room with a plate of warm toast."Cindy asked why I haven't slept with any girls my age", said Timothy, as he helped himself to a piece of toast.Cindy blushed as her grandmother looked at her. "What about you my dear?", Ms. Alsover asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?".Cindy turned a deeper shade of pink and. Would you please tell America, what prompted your return?”Ben smiles at the camera and replies, “Yes I will tell you why we are back. I fought these terrorists in multiple countries and I’m not about to let them chase us from our home here in America.”I ask, “So where were you on your exile?”Jennifer answers, “Sorry Samantha, but we can’t reveal our whereabouts on the exile.”I continue, “Aren’t you worried that the terrorists will attack you again?”Ben replies, “You mean like they already tried. Several times I drove by her office building, just looking to see if she were there, just hoping that maybe something would strike me as being the ideal way to get even with her. At night I couldn't sleep. I was putting all my energy into coming up with some idea and knew that until I did I would be obsessed with her. I kept hoping that maybe, just maybe, someone would slam their car into hers and rid the world forever of this woman who had wronged me.I'm not totally sure when the thought first.