Gina, in her spare time, wrote. She knew that she would probably never reach a point where she could live off original fiction, so instead she had rec...ntly been focussing on journalism. In a little less than a year, she'd be going to university, and she had already been accepted into her journalism course.These articles, they were a type of journalism. Perhaps she could get a job writing these, once she got her degree. Yes, a job at Playboy. That sounded exactly like what Gina wanted. She'd. Fir me dhere se vivek ko side kiya wo nind me tha or me bich me so gya .Or mene apna hath unke pet pe rakha fir dhere dhere unke right wale boobs pe rakha lekin mausi nind me thi ya wo jag rahi thi I don’t know.Me unke right wale boobs ke niple ko apni thumb or unglio se misalne lga mausi ke nipple tide ho gye the .Or nich mera cock 6.5 inch ka tide ho chuka tha or mausi ke thigh ko touch ho rha tha fir me anchak apna left hand mausi ke jangh(thigh) pe rakha .Mausi hili or apna face mere face. His wet cock was pointing towards my boobs. I felt Mohit come close to me from behind & saw his hands slide down the front of my thighs.Rohit lifted me with my bums & pulled me down on his cock. At the same time Mohit clasping me by my thighs pulled me towards him & rammed his dickhead in my asshole. “aaaaaaaaa” I cried out as Mohit’s cock reamed my as yet dry anus. I was standing on my tiptoes, with quivering knees. They waited. They had played this game before & so had I. I leaned onto. It was absolutely breath taking. The fresh county air sure beats the city smog anytime. She’s about 40 minutes away and all of a sudden she hears a choking sound come from her car. She pulled over to the side of the road and pops the hood in hopes she can see what is going on. It’s not like she would have a clue but it’s worth a try. All of a sudden her car went ‘Bang’ and just died right there on the spot. Oh great she says now what am I going to do. Looking up and down the road she sees not.