I'm not sure which of the two I like best. If only I could do that with either of them!Making my way towards the back of the cinema, fumbling along th... wall. I covet a seat at the back, plenty of room from the nearest patron and furthest away from the light emitting screen, reducing the chance of being recognised by any of the other audience. Having found the back row, which fortunately is empty, I edge my way along the seats to the corner seat, next to the wall. By this time the two girls are. This caused her body to quiver and she was reaching her climax – as I could feel it, I held her tight and pressed her waist against the bed while Riyaz didn’t let her go and continued to fuck her mouth. She was trembling and shaking for a few moments before calming down. She pushed Riyaz aside and shouted “chutiye! You guys are out to kill me or what?”. We’ve let her lie down for a few moments.The wet hair, her eyes as if she’s in trance, sweat on her forehead, her nude body, her boobs moving. Something I never did in the years before. I wrote a story just as it came to my mind once again and can tell, that it does far more to relax me than what I did in the last months. As a consequence, I will not post anymore in the foreseeable future and go back to write just to relax without self-inflicted pressure that it needs to get likes and such. Effect immediate, all my stories are on hiatus. My girlfriend will be the only one getting my stories from now. As it was in the beginning.Okay,. I manage to smile, even though its just a faint bit. But dear, theres something you must understand. She sets her arm on my shoulder and looks into my eyes. When you dont present yourself respectably, you cant expect everyone to treat you with respect. What? You just need to cover yourself up a bit more modestly. Thats all, sweetie! Would you like to go to the office to change your shirt? Though I could never work up the courage to say this, why cant those nasty boys get sent to the office.