Tichi chaddi oli zalyache janvat hote. Mi Kapade kadhun ek zatkyat tilahi purna nagvi keli. Tiche narala yewadhe ball donhi hatane dabun aaltun-paltun...te chokhat hoto. Tichya ball chi bonde ekdam tanak aani tathar zali hoti. Ball dabtana khup maja yet hoti. Mayala khurchivar basun tiche pai donhi hatane uchalun dharale aani maza baburao tichya puchiivar thewala. Ek veghlach hawa-hawasa anubhav yet hota. Mi ek dhakka detach nimma lawada tichya pucchit aat gela. Ti. Like the message wouldn’t tell her it wasn’t Matt. “Sending limo to pick you up. See you in a bit. M.” Great now she knew that everything was going to happen whether she wanted it to happen or not. She was beginning to get nervous. She went down stairs and didn’t have to wait very long before a knock from the door. She quickly opened the door to see Arthur. At least she was relieved to see it was someone she knew. “Hey Arthur. How are you doing?” He tipped his hat towards her, “Afternoon. But was I? I like girls. I just couldn't help by look at this huge cock before me. Ray took my hand and put it on his throbbing cock. It was warm, pulsing, and hard. He moaned and said, "jack it off". Without thought, I started pulling on his cock. He moaned more as I tugged on it. Ray took his tank top off and then put his right hand on the top of my head. "Get on your knees, bitch" he demanded. I wanted to resist but I obeyed. There I was. In the middle of my own bedroom, on my knees, eye. Zafhar was not a fighter, actually he was not a brave man, but as most men of his type, arrogant, cunning, envious and avid he wanted to achieve aims with minimum losses and efforts, so he was not ready to challenge Alex publicly for a number of reasons. Alex was a frequent client of their shop and its staff knew him very well, moreover, his muscles and broad shoulders commanded respect: it was obvious that bullying and cowing him down would be vain efforts… thus, whenever Alex appeared he.