You can crawl naked on the floor, howl like a jackal, rage and bite. If anyone did this anywhere on the promenade people would be astonished, but ther... it’s the most common or garden thing to do. There’s a freedom there which not even Socialists have ever dreamed of.”― Jaroslav Hašek, The Good Soldier Švejk(Author’s Note: Not wanting to be presumptuous in claiming to be an author or even an Historian for that matter, I wanted to add this little reminder for reader’s interest. The following few. Uske turant bad hi Pooja fir se horny ho gayi. Thodi der lund chus kar khada kiya aur sidha baith gayi lund pe. Chudte hue hi Pooja boli – Tum meri gand maroge kya?Main – Haa kyun nahi! Ye koi puchne ki bat hai.Pooja – Actually mere boyfriend ko gand marni hai. Ek do bar usne try bhi kiya lekin kuch ander ghusate hi woh khatam ho jata hai. Aur meri gand tight hi reh jati hai.Main – Agar tight hai tab to dard hoga.Pooja – wahi to chahiye. Main bar bar dard nahi sehna chahti. Tumhara lund. Then he climbed on top of me. I was under a sheet and comforter. I was in my nightgown. He was in a t-shirt and boxers. But he was lying on top of me. He was holding me. We lay like that silently for several minutes. I was feeling amazingly better all of a sudden. I was so much warmer. I wasn’t thinking about school at all. I almost forgot how we got in that position. Every ounce of the sickness had left my body. “Can I sleep here tonight; I don’t want to move,” I said trying to sound still. Her hearing peaked when she heard Joohyun’s soft footfalls on the carpeted floor. “Are you ready, baby girl?” “Y-yes, Daddy,” Seulgi stuttered. She could feel her heat get soaking wet in anticipation. Her pussy began to throb harder than before. Then, she felt Joohyun’s hair fall in her face and warmth cover her naked body. Within a second, she felt her girlfriend’s warm lips kissing her. She feverishly kissed back. Every time they kissed, it ignited a fire all over her body. She was.