But it’s also something else, something much more magical. No, literally, it’s a magic book.That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these ...pecial little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found. They look inconspicuous enough, and most people won’t even remember how they ended up with one, but when they are opened, only a single phrase is printed on the first page a prospective reader opens to.A new erotic fantasy is born…And that’s it. The reader. . Raha nahi gaya…Wo sari me thi…Main utha aur kitchen ki aur chal pada.. Aur thk unke piche jake khada hogaya.Jab wo roti bana rahi thi.. Unke piche khada hogaya… Usse chipak ke.Wo kuch nahi boli.. Roti belne me busy thi..Then maine apna hath uske stomach pe rakha… Nange badan per… Navel k paas.. Aur main piche khada tha.. Uske muh se aah nikli,, per wo palti nahi..Fir main.. Hath navel k paas fer raha tha.. And neck pe kiss karna start kiya.Ab usse raha nahi gaya.. Usne belna rok diya..Jaise. "They all looked down at the hobby horse and saw that there was a drop or two of blood on the wooden seat that was not there before.Kevin guided the concerned Mary to the upstairs bathroom while Mike continued to play the game only not on the horse."Maybe I should just go home and let my mom take care of it, Kevin."He felt an obligation to at least try to solve the issue since it had happened in his house. They sat down on top of the closed seat commode and Kevin told Mary to put her ankles on. The one time he had fallen asleep without one foot on the ground and one eye on the clock. And so he snored a little this time, lying beside her, because he had nothing left to fight. He surrendered to his exhaustion completely, and he was unaware of where he was, or that he lay beside her. I can't. Fuck! He's got a fucking hard-on. The tip is sticking out of the fly on his boxers. I can't. How can I look at his cock sticking out of his boxers? The other night, when he was over, I wouldn't.