Me- kyu hum log mazzaa nhi dete kya tumko.Mom-esa nhi hai tu mera khud ka khoon hai terese jyada kon mazzaa de sakta hai..Par jo azzaadi yahape mili h...i waisi apne flat mein kaha….Bhabhi- mein bhi tere bhaiyaa se chudwa-2 ke bhor hooo chuki thi par jaab tune mujhe goa mein choda mujhe to mazzaa hee aagaya.Me-mom aap ek kaam karo n papa ko bolkar ek aacha sa banglow kyu nhi kharidwati…..Waise bhi itne paise hoo gaye hai…..Mom- hmmm esa hee karna padega……Esa bunglow lena padega jisme pooll bhi. The water subsided and Eve spluttered and gasped the air into her lungs. She wailed in protest and called to be released. Her voice echoed strangely with her head stuck down the toilet bowl, and the men all laughed and continued mocking and belittling her. Eves small, white, pure breasts were all of the time rubbing around the rim of the dirty toilet bowl and being smeared with the filth that came from many cocks dribbling the last drops of their piss onto it. Several times the bowl was. Our lips met for a hard, deep kiss that told how much we missed each other. My hands ran down his muscular back as I pulled him closer to my aching body. I felt his fingers sliding down, caressing and kneading the flesh as he lifted me into his bulging groin. I moaned into his neck as we separated long Waking up to a gentle rain, the night’s dream kept floating around in my head, teasing me with bits and pieces of it. Burrowing into the warmth of my blankets, I tried to fit them together, but. He was sitting alone, wearing a hoodie with the hood over his head. Eliza pretended not to notice, but his gaze was uncomfortable. After a while, he looked away, and Eliza continued her lunch while chatting with her friends.On the way home, she decided to take a quiet alley instead of the usual, busy sidewalk. Her mom had warned her not to take this route because of security reasons, but Eliza was in the mood for a little quiet time.As she ambled down the pathway, she suddenly heard a noise. Or.