Main nae kha ok par rukho phir main nae aik paper par likha condoms aur usae diya aur kha ye b lae kar ana.us nae paper ko dekha aur shrma kar kha ye ...yun.Main nae hansate hove kha kha jaisae tujha to pata he nahi ha na phir vo bazar chala gia. Shakeel rat ko gar aya aur khana b apnae saath laya.Hum nae khana khaya aur us k bahd main dekhnae lagi k us nae condoms layae hain k nahi us nae to condoms k aik poora bundle laya hova tha main hansnae lagi aur kha bundle lanae ki kya zaroort thi.Vo. The smell of her shampoo in my nose. I was in heaven. She interrupted my reverie with a simple statement with weighty implications. ‘I don’t ever want to be someone’s trophy wife.’ That was it. Out of the blue, in the silence of my darkened bedroom, she just put that out there. It wasn’t said in anger or frustration or even with any doubt that she could be. My immediate response was going to be to say something like, ‘Why would you say that?’ Then rethinking what I was going to say, I thought. Her spasms made the three shrinking erections fall out of her holes and, lastly, she sprayed Blue's belly full with the expression of her own climax.Blue lifted her off his drenched body. Still trembling from her earth-shattering orgasm, she curled up in fetal position as her mind and body started to work as one again. The overwhelming waves of shame and humiliation that rolled in made her sob uncontrollably as it dawned to her she had not only been abused by a gang of three but she had, in her. Simon... is me," I finished lamely.To my relief she smiled and jotted something in the ledger in front ofher."Hello Simon - I'm Jess. Rae's told me all about you. She's running alittle behind with her one o'clock, so she's asked me to take you throughand get you prepped. OK?"I nodded and smiled, not trusting myself to say anything more. My heartwas pounding harder than ever - now I was going to get prepped? What for?What was I DOING?Jess returned my smile innocently, and led the way between the.