Ashu : ye kesi goli hai uncle ?Uncle : ye sex ki goli hai kha lo or aaj raat janant ki sher karoFir maine or uncle ne ek ek goli kha li fir uncle ne m...jhe bed per litaya or jor jor se mere boobs dabane lage .Ashu : uncle kya aaj hi inka sara ras nikal dogeUncle : aaj to tera pura ras nikalungaFir uncle ne apana lund mere muh ke pass laye to maine unka lund muh me bar liya or chusane lagi bahut maza aa raha tha or goli ka asar bhi dheere dheere ho raha tha uncle jor jor se mere muh ko chod rahe. ”Betsy said, “I’d like to ask you some questions and I want truthful answers from you. If I learn that you’re lying to me, I will crack a vertebra for each lie you tell me. The damage won’t be bad enough to paralyze you, but you will be in horrible pain for the rest of your life.“I’m pretty sure that you don’t believe that I know how to do that. So, how about I demonstrate it on the vertebra just above your tail bone?”Vicki stared at Betsy, horrified at the idea of what she was threatening.. Electric pulses moved through her. She was more sensitive than she ever could recall being - certainly more so than her semi-weekly masturbation. She needed this, badly. She needed him to suck on her forever. She needed this release. She ground her hips against him with urgency, moaning his name and closing her eyes, surrendering herself to her base instincts and letting her body take over. A wet sport was beginning to form on her crotch, soon to spread to Ken’s with her body’s movements. She. Oh hell no, he wasn't just cute, he was like a God. Once again I thought about the fact that I had never seen him with a girl."Sure, would you like a beer while we talk?" Tom asked me as he opened the door for me. "You know, the funniest thing happens, at my other place I always got my newspaper, but here I never get..." The door opened and my newspaper was there on the ground. "Oh, now I know where the newspaper ends up!" I said with a laugh. "And I would love a beer, Tom."He winced. "Sorry.