Dipty ek hi shot mei purra Lund le liya. Usse choking kone laga. Par Santosh ka power kafi jyada tha. Woo kuch kar bhi nahi sakti thi. Yaha par Bhavik...bhi Ruchi ke muhh mei Lund tuss raha tha. Niraj ka Lund bhi apne kache se bahar nikaal liya tha. Wo mutt marr raha tha. Yaha par Jitu Archana ke muhh mei jaad gaya tha. Jitu ka veera Archana ke muhh ke bahar nikal raha tha. Archana ka muhh khali hote hi Niraj ne number laga raha tha. Archana Lund chusne mei kuch expert thi. Woo kudh Niraj ka Lund. Shewouldn't send me to choose her wedding dress; no woman would send aman to do that.Suppose that she already has one and something bad happens to it. She'sabout to go away on holiday at the time and I generously offer to sorteverything out for her and replace it. It works. It makes a kind of sense.I'd just ask for what I want, nobody would expect me to know anythingabout it or answer questions about it.I still don't see how I can do it though. It's still bound to be embarrassing.That may not. "I am sorry my friends, but I must do this, so that you all will know," she said as she watched through the nanobots as the dream world engulfed them all.The USS San Francisco moved through space, staying near the rear of the convoy of Federation ships. On the flanks of the convoy, several destroyers watched for any quick hit and run raids on the civilian ships. Up in the front, a State class battleship led the group.Ken paced the bridge and watched the sixty-ship convoy of ships running from. He knew all about what a guy did to fuck, he had just never done it yet and he was anxious to try it."What do you have Peter," Marilyn asked curiously."A few brownies. They're from the Boy Scout bake sale. I thought you might like one with your tea." How thoughtful of you Peter, I'll put the kettle on."Half an hour later, having consumed at least three brownies and drunk two cups of tea, Marilyn Goodge was relaxing in the living room of her own house."It really was nice of you to come and see.