Or usne muje i love kaha ye to sala mere liye lucky draw tha , main pagal ho gaya tha muje kuch samaj nahi aa raha tha ye kya ho gaya kya main es pari...ko chodunga ye soch mera pachina aa gaya tha kiun ki maine kabhi chudai nahi ki thi es sai pahle so mere gand sai pasina aa raha tha lakin main nai apne aap ko control main kiya or usae kuch bat kiye huae hi jar sae pakda or kiss karna start kar diya ek dam paglo ki tarah , yar i dont explain my feeling main usae baschuse raha tha jase wo sahad. When he came back, he zipped up the door to the tent. Then he moved the cots back apart and turned them on their sides. The sleeping bags spilled to the space between the cots. George sat down to take off his boots.“Why did you do that?” she asked. He made a shushing motion with his fingers to his lips. Stripped, he took his pajamas into the sleeping bag with him. She got into her bag. It was chilly.George leaned over so his head was near hers. “Anything you say in a normal tone of voice can be. She laughed so loud the windows shook, and even rocked herself so hard in her chair that she fell backwards. That only renewed the classroom laughter, and several people were choking on their own joy while Mrs. Patterson rolled around the floor laughing. As everyone finally ran out of energy and breath and the people who had come to investigate the ruckus had left, we all just sat there smiling at Mrs. Patterson as she did the same to us. No one spoke for several minutes, partially because we. ”It was like the floor dropped out from under him. His dad was his uncle? His mom fucked her brother? His brain felt like it was going to explode. He felt weak, slumping backwards onto the soft bed behind them. His mother supported him as he fell back, landing angelically beside him. He was certain that he was pale as a ghost, and that, despite himself, his cock had never been harder. A small tear escaped his mother’s eye, but she pressed on.“So, you see, this is our family, this is who we are.