Tushaar ek aur baar meri choot se gand tak chaat bola: Mmmm kya, khul kar bolo.Main: Achcha laga, bohut.Tushaar wapas apna muh mere andar le gaya aur ...eri choot ko chatne laga. Apni jeeb se meri choot ki honto ke sath khelta to kabhi upar jakar meri gand ki ched par apni jeeb ki nok chubhata hua chaatta. Main maze leti hui uski ghodi bani rahi.Aur mann hi mann muskurati rahi ki Tushaar soch raha hai ki jeet woh raha hai par use meri niyaat ka koi andazaa nahi.Kuch der baad main boli: Mmm. I was somewhat shocked to see a young slim yet athletically buff boy no older than 18 with wavy blonde hair. He was wearing a sports vest and shorts, he had already taken his shoes and socks off. Looked like he had just got back from the gym."Don't you ever knock?" She asks him."Why would I need to?" He smirks in response."Cute..." She replies impatiently."Why didn't I have a nice sandwich waiting for me when I got in?" He demands."Oh shit, sorry, I forgot." She answers, looking a little. If what he initially suspected of Baker was true, then he had just moved the headquarters for his Ponzi Scheme from Vancouver to Melville. He sat quietly, mapping out in his head how he would uncover the scheme. He had to be careful, his research had shown that Baker had friends, and victims, in high places. He couldn’t just barge through the front door and start hurling accusations. He also thought about Honey Baker. While he had learned a great deal about her professional life, he could find. It took me forever to get a grip on it. She kept twitching and writhing around. I had to hold her down to keep her still.” “Oh, God! Did she come?” I couldn’t help myself. The inner conflict was tearing me apart. “Like I’ve never seen before.” A tone of awe filled his voice. “Emily, you should have seen her. You would have been so proud.” I cried out with my release, no longer able to hold back the tide. I bucked and seized. I lost all control. I was swamped by an explosion of tingling.