Amar aar rikhbar obosthate te neyee. Cholo dada, ei bar tumi neeche eshe shoeye poro aar ami tomar oopore chore tomar khara banra ta amar guude bhore ...omake chude dee.” Ei bole Nupur nijer dada ke neeche phele diye dadar oopore chore boshlo aar dadar banra ta hathe kore dhore nijer guuder phutor songe lagiye ekta thap marlo aar dadar banra ta puro puri gyyde niye nilo. Guude banara ta niye nijer bhari bhari pacha ta tule dada ke mone sikhe chudte laglo. Nupur dadar oopore chore ektu jhunke. I thought I had been inserted in someone's wet dream, and gathering all the willpower I had, after seeing how terrified Allie looked at us, I said no. Going forward with that would have been dangerous; I had been a teenager, and I knew how that could end. And just like Allie, I wasn't good at sharing personal details. It wasn't a game; it was torture. Maybe I just wasn't drunk enough.Jelly pouted for a couple of minutes, but everything was fine after a while. We just made small talk, talked. And now it came again...no,Fenton pulled back and let the poker graze her buttocks...and now he wasdragging the steaming metal across her shoulderblades.Oh, Tali couldn't stand this! "Now, honey."Fenton said in a friendly way again "Since you can't seem to obey, maybe Ishould put the poker in your mouth, eh?" Tali's butt began agonizing inpain as Fenton slammed the poker in between her soft buttocks. "Tali (slam) when are y(slam) ou going to (slam) learn that I am (slam) the man, and you(slam). She had boyish haunches, skin hued tights and sky blue cotton panties. Between her legs her underwear was so swollen a blind man would have got a hard-on. Her legs waved as she worked her way through the gap. I let her nylon covered feet brush my face. 'We know you've got the hots for Pam.' I imagined the two of them having "mere male" chats over coffee and pastries. I imagined, too, Pam's knees and hemline. 'You'll only turn forty once and, just once, Pam has decided to do something about it.