N.E collage mai parta hun mera dost roj vi mere sath he parta hai hum bachpan ke dost hai iske karan humra ik dusre ki ghar mai jana our sath mai he p...rte parte soo normal baat hai ik din mai our raj oske ghar par parte parte soo gye meri raat 1 waje akh khulli to muje laga koi gate ke pass hai mai uth ke dekhne laga bahar koi nahi tha par raj ki sister nisha ke room ka gate open tha sorry mai bhul gya nisha ki age 20 years hai finger 30- 28-30 hai rang ek dam dudh jaisa gand ek dam mast ki. “Catching the tube to Victoria station,” I told her. It was late at night. Sometimes the tube is full and sometimes it’s empty. It’s pure luck which way it swings. We arrived at the underground and caught the circle line tube to Victoria. I deliberately rushed Tina onto the platform and the train. The train was partially full. We went past Mansion House, Canon Street, then Monument; people left and got on the train at each stop. “We’re going the wrong way,” said Tina. It had taken her a few. Slowly, she moved up until her lips were opposite mine.“I want you,” she whispered.Neither Abby or Betty had the body Cathy did, but then Cathy was world class. But, they both had something equally or more important. Both were sweet, loving, kind, feminine women. I planned her programming to release her sexuality, to let her have more fun and enjoyment. I hoped you noticed I programmed her in a way I thought any man would appreciate, which should increase the probability of a long, loving and. The true depravity was in my gaga. I have gone through several gagas [pronounced Gah-Gah, like MaMa, only with a hard G sound.] over the years. After the crimson fires swallowed my first gaga I simply made another one out of one of my mother’s shirts. It was silky, something put out for a yard sale. I had this gaga, gaga #2 for years before it was shredded down to the size of a napkin. My third gaga was a red and black striped silk blouse I wore in the sixth grade, which also fell apart. My.
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