Dost bhi keh sakti hai….to woh kehne lagi ke daver to me aapko apne parents ki waja se kehti hon…warna nahin kehti…….itne me maine use ghaur s... dekhne laga aur woh sharmaa gai…aur mer mon se nikal gaya: JAB BHI TUM MER GHAR ATI THI,..,.TUMHARI KHUSBO MUJHE DIWANA BANAA DETI THI………usne sharmaa dia, aur kaha ke; mujhe tumhara andaz shuru se bohat pasand hai…..lekin tumse baat karne ka mauka nahin mila…. Itne me maine uska haath pakard lia….aur usko hug kar ke uske badan ko apne badan ke saath. She dozed off with an arm resting on my chest.It’s very rare in guys, but I have an incredible visual capacity. I close my eyes and fantasize often when I do this and I can send surges of blood into my cock. It feels great and milks clear sticky liquid from the tip there and I am eyes closed palms flat on the bed fantasizing about a scene in the movie pulses of pleasure juicing my tower of meat suddenly and I feel a hand grab my cock and squeeze it at the same time.I hear her moan and mumble. My folks would freak if they knew, and hers would probably turn me in to the law. And you know how rough the Sheriff is on sex-offenders – especially White guys like me. So I was real careful not to dip my wick until she was legal. The first Friday after her eighteenth birthday, I picked her up after work and drove her up to my uncle's cabin on Bear Mountain Lake. We were gonna spend the weekend getting to know each other. By which I mean I intended to fuck the shit out of her. Who wouldn't?. "Jacob stiffened."They love me too much for that," Marnie said simply. "They love you too much for that. I was trying to be funny. Don't get mad." Don't get mad?" he asked. "I do want Susan to be happy. I do want Ann to be happy. But I don't want to be with them."Marnie didn't answer for a moment."But you do, Jacob," she said softly. "I see you. I know you love them, Jacob." Yeah I do," he said. "But not like I love you." Are you sure?" she asked. "Think back to when you realized that you loved.