Sht sht me nasem ki shlwar me hat dal lia or ik ungli os ki phudi me dal di or undar bhr karnye laga nasem ki ahye tez ho gaeNaseem; ahhhh ufff ahhhh ...r tez karo meri jannnn ahhhh me anye lage hoMe; or nasem jhad gae itnye me nasem ny apna kaparye otarye apnye bobz ko azad kia or merye lund ko phr hum ny t.V bnd kia or me sofye par beth gya mera lund jo dobra tan chuka tha nasem os k opar beth gae or opar nichye onhye lage meri zindge ka phla experiance tha k mera lund kis ki chut me me apnye. Tonight was the night that she and her husband Josh would normally go to visit his parents and unmarried siblings at the large estate style house on the North side. She always hated the visits because it seemed like every member of his family searched for faults with her dress, her hair, and her words and just about everything she said or did. Still, she loved her husband and sat quietly smiling at their mean-spirited remarks and ignoring the direct insults. The evening always seemed to stretch. ’ She hung up the phone before he could respond, throwing it on the bed before letting out a loud growl and changing. Karl, FUCKING Karl. A fist rose and was then slammed into the wall. She grimaced as she felt the throbbing in her knuckles. He had spent two years letting her know how disposable she was and now he couldn’t seem to just let her be. Her anger was short lived as it gave way to tears. She sunk towards her bed, shoulders bouncing as she tried to cry in silence. Darren hearing her. You do you have other qualities, don’t you?’ ‘I guess so.’ I was scarlet with embarrassment and shame. It was happening. The female reaction to my male endowment that I feared most was happening. I dreaded the thought of a girl discovering the size of my penis and then telling all her friends at school how small I was. ‘Stick out your tongue.’ I was too dense to realize what she wanted. ‘Miss?’ Next thing I knew I was on the floor and doubled over again, looking up at Miss Frobisher as pain.