“Sorry,” she said and took her hand from mine. She sighed deeply and closed her eyes--the sign of someone who holds a lot in.“Listen, Carla, you...re not complicating my life, I am.” I took her hands back and squeezed. “I decided to take you with me. I could have said no way am I taking you with me, but I didn't and I'm glad I took you. I have no regrets.”“Really, no regrets.”“No regrets. Maybe it's crazy to do this, but here we are, we'll make it. What's life if you don't take chances?”Carla. "I'm so sorry. Can you get up?" I asked Jeremy.Jeremy just lay there and asked if I can find a bandage.I ran to the first aid box and called for my brother."He has gone out. Only I am here," I heard Jeremy call out in the background.I fetched the box and went to Jeremy's side."My knee is bleeding." Jeremy pointed to the torn jeans and the blood coming out.I realised that I would have to do the bandaging and his jeans would need to come off.Jeremy opened the buttons on his waist and I helped him. Danielle was actually quite insatiable and truly enjoyed sucking our cocks back to hardness. We of course were happy to oblige her since her combination of sucking, licking, ball squeezing and stroking was hard to resist. She knew what she was doing and loved what she was doing. It didn't matter whether you were pulling her head to push your cock deeper into her mouth or stroking it while she is licking your balls, she'd make sure you were being pleasured and made ready for whatever fun she had. Lekin 50 ke baad wo pyaj ke jaise ho jate he?Ladka, pyaj, wo kaise?Baap ne kaha: unhe dekh ke rona aata he!Baap bete ki baaten maa aur uski beti bhi sun rahi thi. Aur unhe gussa aa gaya. Ab beti ne maa se pucha, maa maa lund kitne prakar ke hote he.Maa ne kaha, beti mard bhi life me 3 phase me hote he. 20s me unke lund nilgiri ke ped ke jaise hote he, sakht aur majbut se. 30s 40s me wo santi ke ped ke jaise hote he, dhile lekin fir bhi kaam dete he.Lekin 50 ke baad wo sirf xmas tree ke jaise ho.