Let's see the blouse and thejacket." The blouse fits, we know that. First try the jacket." She handed itto me.I took it and carefully slid my arms int... it. The sleeves weretighter than any man's jacket I'd ever worn, but my shoulders andarms fit. Just barely, but not uncomfortably. I buttoned it. Thewaistline fit too."We wear jackets like that open," Pam said. "That's another reasonyou'll need the blouse." We?" We. We women, Cary. That's what you are now. You'll have to think'we' until Monday. Phar di meri chuuuuuuuut, barweyyyyyyyyyyy, lekin mein ne ek nahi suni us ki aur kert raha kerta raha, kuch dier baad rakshita ko bhi maja aney laga, ab woh khud uchalna shoro hogahi , aur dehaktey dehaktey us ne mera 8 inch lund pura apni chut mein le liya, kuch dier uhe uchalney kay baad mein ne rakshita ko iron stand per bethaya aur us ki donu tangey khol di, aur phir aram aram se apna lund phir se us ki chut mein dal diya, is bar mein zoooor zooooor se jatkey maar raha tha, aur rakshita ki. She believed me and asked why I wanted to know..I avoided the question by asking her one. I asked if She’d ever had thoughts about kissing me..and to my delight she said yes..I asked if I could kiss her..she said yes. So I did. I loved it. Her soft lips..wet, hot tongue moving against mine..ugh my cock was throbbing so hard.. I moved on top of her, pushing more of my weight against her and she didn’t fight back. We rolled over until she was on top of me. She started grinding on my cock as we. I almost pity him. ‘Not really,’ he says. ‘The names ring a bell, but my memory of Greek mythology is a bit rusty.’ I smile weakly. I feel like a mother about to tell her child a bedtime story, but then I remember the story that I’m about to tell and it’s far from any other bedtime story. ‘Persephone was the goddess of spring,’ I begin. ‘Hades fell in love with her and took her from her garden so that she could stay in the Underworld with him. Then her mother, Demeter, found out about it and.