Me apni story iss par first time likh raha hu ye ek real story hai waise iss ka daily reader hu mujhe yahan ki saari stories boht pasand hai, ek baat ...ataun to mujhe ladkiyon ke feets yani peir boht pasand hai jahan bhi sundar feetsDekhta hu dil karta hai achi tarah chaat lu choos lu meri lunn ka size kafi acha hai mota taja hatta kattaa me apni story par aata hu ye story meri or meri cuzn jiska naam mannu hai baat us samey ki hai jab me 12th me Tha school ke vacation the or wo 11th me thi wo. "Ohhhhh Christ" Steven yelled out. A strong urge to choke swelled up in me and as out of reflex, I started to swallow. I swallowed my spit and swallowed down the urge to vomit. I guess the feeling of him beeing all the way in my mouth and me constantly swallowing to stop from reching was to much for him. I felt Stevens body tense. His butt cheeks tightened in my hands as as he came, he almost howled. He shot the entire load from his aching balls, straight down my throat. All I could do was to. "Who do you get your fashion sense from, the back of the beer can? Your pus gut looks like a one-eyed walrus poking out of your shirt." What, this?" He slaps both hands on his naked abs. "This is a storage tank for all the excess testosterone. Come on, you want to cop a feel?"You nudge your elbow into his belly and smirk over the rims of your glasses. "You only wish a girl like me would touch you. I'm way out of your league."Neil grins at you. "It's shameless the way we flirt." Flirt?" You. Louise’s high handedness had not done her any favours and she didn’t have the support of the majority of ministers. Quite a few of the ministers had deliberately started to favour whatever Jenifer said and started to ignore Louise on principle. Several of them had even had fun purposely stirring Louise just to see her famous temper flare.As a result, some of them did fear for Jenifer when she had gotten very short with her older sister at one meeting when Louise had tried to tell her what to.