God knows what the grown ups thought of me! But although I have a nicelittle stash of hidden skirts, tops, stilettos and undies my alter ego,Chrissie... remains a secret to me.Probably the only time I hinted about my secret fantasy was when I was atUniversity. I was on a music, dance and drama course spending a lot oftime with a lovely girl called Ann, who was in the same class. We hadclicked straight away and after several months of close friendshipeventually found ourselves boyfriend and. Meine bhi lund ko andar bahar karna shuru kar diya. Didi ki chut puri gili thi isliya fuch fuch ki awaz pure kamre mein aa rahi thi aur didi bhi mmmm mmmm mmm mms sss sss ssss sshhh hhh hhhh ahhhh karte hue apni gaand utha utha kar saath de rahi thi. Aur jor se chod mujhe phad de is chut ko . tere bare me soch soch kar bahut paani chooda hai is chut ne. aaj iska saara paani nikal de. Apni kutiya bana le mujhe .Ye sun kar mujhe aur josh aa gaya meine didi ki tangent utha kar upar kar di jiske. Kara took it with her into the house. In the kitchen she got out and opened a couple of beers, one for herself, and one for Bill. As she turned for the door, she paused. Kara imagined again what it'd be like to not to be wearing the shorts. The guys likely wouldn't even know... but she would, and that would be sexy. “Maybe...” she thought. Kara set the beers on the counter and ducked into a nearby bathroom. With the door closed behind her - she was taking no chance that the guys might see her. In her bedroom, she threw herself on the bed and began to sob. What had her life come to? Did she have to throw herself at teenage boys in order to get sexual satisfaction? Wracking sobs of shame and frustration shook her. After Donnie finished in the bathroom he cleaned himself up and walked out into the hallway. He turned and took a step toward the kitchen when he heard a sound that caused him to stop in his tracks. It sounded as if someone was crying. Really crying. And the sounds seemed to.