Main madad di chat par utartay waqt uski choot par hath rakhkar kaskay dabaya to woh kahnay lagi yahan nahi yahan koi dekh lay ga mainay usay nichay a...nay bedroom main laijakar apna kurta aur salwar nikal kar di aur kaha yeh pahan lo main tumharay liyay cofee bana kar lata hoon jab main cofee laikar aya to dekha usnay maira curta aur salwar pahan li thi aur usmain say uskay mamoon kay gulabi gulabi nipple saf nazar arahay thay mainay usay cofee penay kayliyay di aur uskay barabar main hi baith. “Jake!” my door suddenly burst open.“Fuck off, cant you knock, this is my room, a bit of privacy please” grabbing my sheets to cover myself up.“Jeez Jake, you’re jerking off! for fuck sake. Quick I need you to hide this, daddy cant find it, if he does I’ll be grounded for ever.” Samantha handed me a small box.“What’s in it”“Don’t open it, promise me, don’t open it, quick dad’s coming, I’ll get it back later, by the way I can see your laptop in the mirror”. She ran out of my room, turning to. At the bottom she was surprised to find a pair of nipple clamps she hadn’t paid for and a handwritten note from the clerk: “You rock.”The note went on Kat’s desk and the clamps went on Lexi’s nipples. Kat pulled on the chain connecting them until Lexi moaned through her gag. Just then the doorbell rang and Samantha yelled up from the kitchen: “Honey, can you get that? I’m right in the middle of something.”It was Betty Ann Collins at the door, a big bowl of cookies in hand. Samantha had invited. Aur ek din humare love k bare me bade bhiyya ko pata cahl gaya, bade bhaiyya ne mujhe samjhaya aur phir dhire dhire humara breakup ho gaya par hum ab bhi dost the, phir hum collage me gaye kabhi phone me bat ho jata tha, after collage uska marriage ho gaya, oh marriage karke Raipur shift ho gayi unke husband wahi kisi company me job karte hai and unka general shift hota, Aur mai bhi engineering Raipur se hi kar raha tha ye mera final yr hai. Ye ghatna 2 month pahle ki maine ek din unhe call.