“You’re a damn fine cuckold, Charles. Good job.”I lay there useless, exhausted and bathing in the afterglow only a powerful orgasm can send you ...o. I heard Rocky bid his farewell, saying what a wonderful time he’d had. I recall waving and saying bye but after fucking two men for a couple of hours, I had little enthusiasm to stir.Charles snuggled up next to me.“Damn, you were awesome. You cummed so hard I thought you'd pass out,” he laughed, pulling me tight against his chest. I was still. And it didn't help that I was driving an overloaded full-size van. Yeah, it was nice to be sitting higher up than my beater car, but I felt like I was piloting a moving brick. The suspension was squishy, the cornering worse, and every gust of wind felt like it was going to flip us over.It didn't help that we were pretty top-heavy from so much luggage, including several big tubs strapped down to the roof rack up top. Since we could do some laundry at the camp, in the old days my sisters just. Aur roz subha unki geeli panty mil jaati thi washroom mein. Main use lick karta aur sunghta. Panty pe lagi chut ki malayi ka taste bohut acha hota din karta kha jayu.Panty ki smell bhi madhosh karne wali hoti even used bra ki smell bhi badi achchi thi. Bas main sahi mouke ki firak mein tha ki kis din chudayi ka mouka mile. Ek din mujhe mouka mila. Meri khushi ka thikana na raha.Hua yu ki ek din main Pooja maami ko school lene gaya. Us time school ki chuti ho chuki thi. To mujhe maami kahi dikhi. Wandy giving me the old heave-and-ho, “You can’t be late again, Birdie.”But there I was, frozen in time, standing in that damnable streetcar. In full profile, in this case.Ms. Sloane turned the screen back to face her. Was that a small smile? “All right, I’ve examined the evidence, Birdie.”I nodded, folded my arms, All-Business Brewster.“Your Miss McGovern is hearing wedding bells, correct?”More nodding.“And you can’t discern them yourself?”“Well stated. Capitol summary.”“Is she close to her.