Please any feedback good or bad is most welcome as it will make me a better writer. Another week in the books today was Friday and with no duty for th... weekend all i could think about was the last few hours of my work day hoping they would fly by and a start of the week end. 5:P.M. finally arrived the last formation of the day then would be released to start what ever your week end plans were. After dinner i decided that i would take in a movie at the post theater but i had time to kill so i. Maine pehle dhire dhire jhatke marna shuru kia.Fir meei raftaar badh gai. Wo machalti hui aaahh ahhh…. Ooohh …. Fuck me… Aaahh …. Aur maar… Meri chut faad de… Chod na sale… I was enjoying her language, her urge of sex and the wet pussy too.Fir use doggy style me bethaya. Pichhe se apna loda lgaya aur kaha aj se tu meri kutiya he. She said haan me teri kutiya hu to chod na sale… Ji bhar k chod mujhe. Maine uski chut ko ek bar fir chata or lund ghusa ke khub choda. A main niche let gya aur wo. It was going to be an unforgettable pep rally, that was for sure.But with the stupid text from Mr. Hill, Emily couldn’t go. And she couldn’t even tell anyone why she couldn’t go. Not even Jack. Which made Emily’s head hurt, because she knew she was supposed to tell Jack things like that, he’d told her to, and she was his special girl, so she needed to, but every time she reached for her phone to tell Jack about it, shepur... OVERRIDESAPPHIRE... couldn’t.And then she’d forget about the text for. He was tall and lithe, yet clearly toned and muscular underneath his well-tailored outfits. All of that, along with his nails always painted black and hands adorned with gaudy silver rings, gave him a very artistic and disheveled look that got me flustered and scatterbrained. I felt myself blush imagining that he smelled like old books and mahogany. He looked in my direction and smiled at me, a piece of his dark hair falling into his face. I smiled back and grew a little self conscious..