Uskey bad meri chut key ander lund ghusa ker meri jangho ko pakar ker dahkey pey dhaka laga rahey the. Mein boli uthi jeth jee please aab chor dijiyee...mein jharney wali hu. Tere papa kaha rukney waley the unhoney to apni speed mey meri chut ki dhajjiya ura diye the. Meri 2 bar chut jhar gayee uskey bad tere papa ka lund ka rush nikla aur meri chut sey nikal ker bahr meri pet per gira diyee. Bhang key nashey mey masti bahut ho rhai thi.Uskey bad thori aaram ki aur dono so gaye. Kuch der key bad. Rick gave me a wicked grin and went back to the business of scrubbing the chair that was in serious need of cleaning. Heaven forbid someone should sit on a cushion covered in chocolate syrup with their clothes on. Then he started snickering again, stifling how loud he wanted to be. “What’s so funny?” I asked. He put a finger to his lips to signal me to “Shh …” and pointed to the kitchen window. My mom and dad were having an argument disguised as a discussion muffled by the closed window.. ? She bent over and took thepump between her legs and gave it a couple of squeezes, closing her eyes andsmiling. The call girl looked at her in shock. This was a woman you did notwant to mess with. She pulled the cape over her shoulders and zipped it up,covering her half nakedness and bizarre costume. Then she said. ?He was never here, I was never here. You don't know me and you will not contactme again, unless I contact you first; maybe I will tire of this package aftera while. But maybe he is. “It was called, ‘I’m my sister’s pee whore.”“Omg!” I said, “is that the story about the sister selling her sister out for others can pee on her?”“That’s the one. And You wrote, I wish my twin sister would dominate me like the sister in your story did, it was a great story.”“Please don’t tell anyone I like stories like that!” I said.“I wouldn’t do that to you Sara, as long as you do as I tell you for now on, and no one will know but us. And I know you do more than like the stories, you do it.