Mene us se kha sorry n kha k koi bat nai hum ek rum me jarur hai but me tumhe touch v nai karunga tum bed pe soy jao n me sofe pe soy jata hu n me sof... pe late gaya thodi der bad wo uth k baith gai n kha k nind nai aa rahi phir muje laga k iska v mann hai chudne ka n drama kar rahi hai tab se phr me us k pas ja k uski god me apna sir rakh k mene us kha mera sir daba do muje pain ho rha hai wo mera sir halke hathon se dabane lagi muje maja aa raha tha n me us k pet ko touch karne lage usne. ”“I’m sorry that I ran off yesterday. I needed some time to think things through,” she said and kissed me.“I understand. I mean, it would be difficult for me to get to terms with it if you were to go around hitting some boy. But I really want you to understand that you never, ever, have anything to fear from me.”“Oh, that’s not what I worried about at all. It’s just, well, I could never be as good a slave as she is to you, you know? I’m sorry, but I’m just different.”“You don’t have to be like. You love to watch me lick and kiss your cock and I look into your eyes as I pleasure you You then tell me the items that are in the basket that you brought into the room earlier. I like what I hear andhop up and get them. In the basket I find chocolate syrup and whip cream. I use the chocolate syrup and spell the words ‘I love you’ across your chest and stomach. I then trace the head of your cock with the syrup. I use the whip cream and spray it onto my nipples and move to your face so you can. ‘Yes, I suppose you’re right. I just know I’ll eventually find a use for a large butler, though.’ ‘Uh,’ said Ed. ‘Well, you know, traditionally, birthdays tend to be focused around, you know, the one who’s having the birthday. Not his younger sister.’ ‘It’ll be focused around you!’ said Charlie, reassuringly. ‘Just not in a gay bar!’ Ed smiled. * * * How, wondered Charlie, on earth was it that she was in a limo, and about to shortly walk into a gay bar with her gay brother? It was really.