Me: tujhe ni chahiye, saati savitri ki choti bahan.Renu: ni na yaar m yaha dost k saath rhti hun. Ni ho pauega.Me: sb hoga, tnsn na le use m sambhal l...nga.Renu: parMe: par var kuch ni meri jaan kal raat ko chudne ko tayaar rhna. Shaam tk pahunch jaunga.Renu: ok bye mmuuhaaMe : ok phone rakho ab.Renu: meri paapi.Me: kal land lio paapi ka achar dalegi.. Kal raat m jitne chahe utni lio.Renu: tum na. Chalo bye kal milte h.Jugaad to pira ban gya tha. Mummy papa ko call krke bataya ki ek company se. ..................................................................As we adjust our pants, Fr. Joe takes the portable cd player and thenwe head downstairs to the old chapel, which has been out of use for manyyears. Stripped of statues, the old chapel is still basically intact. I sitin an old creaking pew as Fr. Joe lights a number of candles. A few of theold overhead lights are on, but many bulbs are burned out, so the light issomewhat dim. Fr. Joe positions a footstool by the old altar. As my. He was black, and I had a hard time stammering out a “hi” as I checked him out. The shorts and shirt really fit him well; not tight but I could tell that he was stocky and thick-muscled under the clothes. Not like a body builder, but more like a construction worker who gets a workout from the physical labor. About 5’10”, 220 lbs or so, and skin the color of coffee with just a touch of cream. In other words, the type of guy I usually fantasized about when my thoughts wandered to what it would be. More and more liquid kept pumping in, before they finally pulled out at a size of 36 G. Kates screams turned into moans, as the tentacles rapid thrusts pushed in farther than any human could go. All this time, Allison didnt notice the single tentacle slowly moving toward her. It slid onto Allison, and she got the signal. She walked towards the center of the plant and near Kate, and pushed the tentacle into her already soaking pussy. What the fuck are you doing? What is this plant doing to us?.