.Usne mujhe doogy position me aane ke liye kaha….Main doggy ban ke baith gaya….Aur mera best friend mujhe chodne ke liya aa gaya…Usne apna lund ...eri gaand ke hole pe rakha aur zor se dhaka mara…Meri chik nikal gayi…..To une mera muh ghumake mere hoth pe apne hoth rakh diye aur apni tongue mere muh me daal di…..Kiss karte karte hi usne dusra dhakka mara aur ab uska pura lund meri gaand me tha……Kiss abhi bhi chalu thi…..Dosto imagine to karo ki aapki gaand me aapke best friend ka lund……Ab mujhe. Get home," I muttered to myself. I didn't want tothink about that any more. It was irrelevant, anyway. I had her back.But as I left for my bus stop I realised how refreshing my desire forthat bass guitar was. The last decade of my life had been void ofdesire: everything worth wishing for seemed utterly unreachable. Backthen I only wanted things to change back: Every relationship I hadwhich failed, I wanted reunion. I wanted my mother back. I wanted mychances of succeeding at Uni back. Actually. So I called him before the presentation this afternoon, and told him about you two."No..., you promised you wouldn't call the police..." Anita jumped up and looked like she was going to run out the door. I grabbed her, and pulled her back to the couch. She was shaking with anger and fear."He is not the police, and was extremely upset when he found out how you two were treated by the Family Support people." She looked at us. "And he agrees with me that you two are too young to be without. ”“I don’t believe this. I have thought a lot seeing you naked but kept telling myself that you were to young for me, at least for now, and that your mom would hang me until dead if she thought I was even having such thoughts. Now you are telling me that she gave you some ideas as to how to get my attention. That’s incredible.”“Do you mind?”“How could I mind. No, of course I don’t mind. But you say that your mom told how to get me really interested in you. I don’t think that I have ever heard of.