Me jana cancel kela Pan ata kaku la he mahiti hota ki me tila like karato kahi diwas asech gele ekdiwashi dupari mala collage madhye phone ala unknown...number warun I was just shocked to phone eikun. Kaka cha accident jhala hota n to hospitalized jhala hota me hospital madhye gelo tar kaku ekatich hoti n she saw me n hugged me tight n crying mala kahich suchat navata me tila shant kela n doc la bhetalo.Doctor was saying ke dokyala maar lagalay so beshuddha ahet pan kalaji karanya sarakha kahi. Yeah, yeah free speech, blah, de blah, I know I’m over21… yadda, yadda. Disclaimers up the ying yang — Idon’t care, it does not matter. I take no responsibilityfor what happened to my mother. I never would have doneit if not for being entrapped by Jaz and his fuckingstories. See once I read one, I could not help it, I keptsearching for more. I know it sounds weird but I got to know this guy andsome of what he said started to make sense to me. I mean,was it. I came to understand that I was grateful for that. I didn't want to be comparing them. Ginny was then and Jean was now ... and I hoped, the future as well.I spent a lot of time with foreplay before we joined. Jean was patient, probably because she was enjoying my efforts to please her. When I entered her, it was a silky-smooth reception that brought about an almost instant orgasm from her. I hadn't expected to last very long the first time but perhaps my concentration on making sure of her. Tina felt a rush of lust from Jenna, which, fortunately, was fielded by her sister, who had a far greater capacity to store energy than she did. Tina saw Cindy putting a hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle."Jenna?" prompted Tina."Oh, uh, yeah. Nice to meet you," she said, obviously flustered. Her nipples were poking little tents through her top."Will we be seeing you tonight?" asked Arianwen.She might as well have said, "would you like to have sex right now or later tonight?" Yes, thought.