No, no, I’ll stay here a bit and get used to having a nice cock buried in me again. Has anybody told you yet, you have a very nice cock, long, thick... but not too thick, with a nice helmet. I’m glad we decided to leave your foreskin on. It feels nice sliding back and forth on you. Should help to keep you more sensitive, too. Oh oh! I’m beginning to feel a tingle I haven’t had in a while. Ogod, here it comes!! Owwwwwwwwwww!! Yesssss!! Noooowwwwww!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhooooooooooooohhhhohohohohohohhooh.’. Main ja rahee hoon.”Maine kas kar pakad to rakha hi tha. Inhi baton mein hum ek doosre ke badan se lipat lipat kar pata nahi kya kya kar rahe the. Bas kuch Na kuch pakda pakdi masla masli choosa choosi chal rahi thi. Aakhir maine kaha, “Raani, ek baar kehna padega. Sirf ek baar. Please.” Poochne lagi, “Kya kahoon jeeju ?” Maine maza lete hue kaha, “keh do ki mere bur mein lund daal kar chod dijiye na.” Usne sharmmane ke andaz se kaha, “Chodiye na, jeeju. Aur mat tadpaiye.” Maine bhi dekha ki ab. Nervously drumming his fingers on the arm of his chair, he heard me out, then signaled me of the dubiousness with which he had for my tale, saying, "Surely you're not serious, my good fellow!" I am extremely serious, sir. It would seem that Mr. Dorian Gray had some form of connection with the supernatural world and that in return for some promise of which I am not quite clear on, he was granted eternal youth; or at least retained his youthfulness until he plunged the dagger into the. He apologized and said it was a pretty long story.She should call him back at some point so they can talk more about it. “His loss,” she thought. The only downside was that she wouldn’t be able to feed the growing hunger between her legs.“Fuck you! Don’t bother calling or messaging me again,” she shouted at him. She was finally done with him and his excuses. She hung up, not paying attention to what he was saying.She went back to the bar and ordered another drink for herself. She felt a little.