I moaned and my screams became louder. MAmaji kept grinding my ass and I kept sucking his lips. All of a sudden I could here mamaji grunt and I felt h...s warm juicy semen get unloaded in my ass. He came off and lay down on his back. I went and hugged him again.Mamaji took out his bottle of desi liquor and took a sip and kissed me. I tasted that liquor and it tasted bad and gave an instant kick. MAmaji said…”Ayesha darling drink this and I want you to get high. I want to fuck you when your lying. Then I went down to the bar. I just wanted to be out of the room. They all made a fuss over me. I didn't pay for any drinks all night. When the bar was closing, Mahmoud said he would walk me back."She again looked at me lovingly and said, "Are you sure you want to hear this, baby?"My mouth was dry, and it was such a horny atmosphere, so I just nodded reassuringly."Okay, well, we went to the beach, and then he started kissing me on my neck. I'd had about four cocktails and was not thinking. Rosa sat across from me. She sat down slow and winked at me while doing so. We were having a roast with broccoli and baby carrots. That night Kylee was wearing a thin blue silk dress that rode up half her thigh when she sat down. Constantly I was in an internal conflict; trying to get a peek under that flimsy dress and trying to pry my eyes away from it. Rosa couldn’t keep her eyes off of me. She would look into my eyes as she sucked in the baby carrots, and she sucked on the really hard. I. It seems like every story ever written contains at least a clich? or two. This story contains more than a few. I am writing this story more for myself than others to hear my story. It is to help me deal with life after? The Accident. Ok, that was a clich? there but I can?t change how it happened. Would you rather have demonic possession or alien abduction instead of ? The Accident? I thought so. So sit down, be quiet, and wait for your own life to have a twist in it and hope it is one of the.