It was soon spelled-out by Robin."If he's our slave, I say he has to eat us all out. Every one of us and each has to have an orgasm."Well, well, five ...retty pussies."I'm your slave, girls, who's first?" I asked and Paula sat on Tina's bed and lay back with her feet up on the bed next to her hips. Oh, she was really open and ready.Well, it's something I've dreamed about doing for a long time, eating out a girl's pussy and making her cum. I had never thought I would be doing five of them in one. " Oh, Eric!" Joan's sleepy mood changed instantly and she was wide awake. "Let me have him," she said anxiously, reaching down toward the box on the floor beside Amanda."Not yet, my dear. First, you and I have got to talk." There's nothing to be said." Joan was sullen. "What's done is done and there's no way to undo it. Believe me, I've tried to think of ways ever since it happened." Never mind feeling sorry for yourself, Joan. I won't hear any more of it. Right now we've got to talk about what. Fir preeti ne mujhe bataya ki wahan kya hua mere jane k baad.Jaise hi mein drink lene gaya uske baad preeti ki jubani…….Maine tumhar hatte hi hi piche ki taraf hath kiya ki tum kahan gaye aur tabhi mera hath ek ladke se takraya jo thik mere piche naach raha tha. Maine bina piche dekhe hath bhada kr uska lund pakad liya jo ki murjhaya hua tha, fir maine kaha itni jaldi jhad gaya kya to tumne kuch nhi kaha aur phat se apni gand tumhare lund pe ghisna chalu kr diya aur phat se lund kadak ho gaya. Let’s take a simple example: Would you cross the street for love? Would you cross the interstate? Would you run across blindfolded during rush hour? It’s easy to agree to things on the mundane side of the spectrum, but the irrational side of the spectrum is where the truth lies. Would you beat up someone for love? What if he was trying to molest your girlfriend? If he was trying to rape your girlfriend, could you shoot him? What about murder? Could you kill me? I was in love once, with a girl.