They're absolutely horrible...have youseen them?" Marlon nodded. "If they only knew how he feels about ...that man," she continued. "You said that you...were his counselor as far back as middle school; sodid you know him when his mother died?" "Yes," she replied as she sipped her tea. "That was so sad...she was anice person and a loving mother. Aaron came to me often to talk about herillness." "And did he talk about Martin?" She nodded. "Yes...but nothing good." Marlon smiled slightly. "Not. . . now that you ask . . . ):P(Janice) No, I think a Sam o War might have been one of those Japanese bushido guys!(PJ) Nah, Didn't Sam o War just win the Preakness?(Anne-Mal) Race Track? You think she gambles besides drinks!(Janice) *Stretching* Nope, no reply! :)(Brandy) No, that's the prize for free writing. He's a cousin to Emmy Owar, and Oscar Owar.(PJ) (What's the point of gambling if you *don't* drink?)(Julie) You gamble to win? Right?(Anne-Mal) You know Wendy always did have the nickname. Uske pair aur mere pair bahut nazdik me the almost kabhi kabar touch ho jaate… Toh hua ye ki jabhi koi comedy scene aata toh woh haste aur haste wakt mere arms se uske arms jor se takrati… Mai fir bhi ignore kiya… Savere jaldi utha isiliye neend aane lagi aur me sone laga… Woh bhi thodi der me sone lagi… Sote wakt usne mere paav pe apne pair rakh diya… Mjhe laga need me hoga isiliye apne pair dur kiye… Fir woh thoda thoda mere nazdik aane lagi aur apna sar mere kandhe pe rakhkar sone lagi…. I could see the sweat on her face as her blonde hair became a mess and her face reddened even more from the pleasure. She bit down on her lower lip as the two guys fucked her stupid! After ten minutes of both of them brutally sandwiching her, I could sense that all three were nearing a huge explosion. Sarah was beginning to moan out loud, almost scream, while the two boys were encouraging her and slapping her ass at the same time. At last, the guy beneath her gave way first. He tensed his whole.