.i didnt want ppl to see the skirt it was hard to hide''''i dont care , i buy them you wear them its fucking simple even for a stupid sissy boylike yo... , you gonna walk in there and fix it''''you bring me back your boxer you dont deserve to wear em now '''',,,,,,,''i walk back from the toilet and she put my boxer in the garbage''good lets go now''''here wayyyy better''''iza no no plz''''hey you should have listen now walk home everyone seing your lil skirt ''the white sating skirt was pull out. Usay kaha keh der asal yeh vein knees sy thora oopr aik or vein k opr sy bal kha kr ati hy agr tum kaho o mn wahan isk sath thori chair char krta hn phr kuch bhi nhn hoga sath hi sath mn usk paon bhi sehlay ja rha tha us pr mdhoshi ki si kaifiat chai ja rhi thi boli theek hy but tum ankhain nd kr k kro gay.mn ny kaha agr ankhain bnd kr leen to woh vins kaisy nzr ain gi.boli acha theek hy kr lo.mn ny aihista aihsta uski shalwar ky painchy opr krna shuroo kr diay.uski goori goori tangain daikh kr. "Susie stared but Razor already had his short fat penis in his hand and was tugging the hairy skin covering his heavily veined shaft backwards and forwards making his balls swing and too late Susie opened her mouth wide as the greyish cream splattered her hair and forehead, nose and chin as it pulsed with ever decreasing explosive energy until a mere trickle ran down between her breasts."Stupid girl," Carla complained, "What a mess, you must learn to swallow, now suck Fat Bob off properly. Fat. That day I, Nisha, and her mom talked for a while and I left. After that day my regular visit to her house started. After 2-3 meetings with her mom, I started to be attracted to her mom. So usually I talked with her about her work and praised her.I sent her mom a friend request on Facebook. She accepted and we started to chat from that day regularly. One evening Nisha’s mom called me to her home for music. I thought Nisha must be there so maybe she told her mom to call me.But when I reached.