I went upstairs and sat in my chair. I was so pissed that I didn’t feel like eating but fried some bacon and eggs anyway so Kelsey could smell fres... food while she thought about what she did. After I picked at breakfast I got my laptop out but porn wasn’t cutting it for me anymore and the assholes on video chat were boring. I sat there and if I’m being honest a felt bad about what I did to her. Did she really deserve that kind of beating? Was she really trying to fuck with me or did she. Lekin aaj to poora tana hua tha aur meri choot ka ras pee pee kar khasa mota ho gaya tha. Lund ka phoola hua supara bahut bhayankar lag raha tha. Dheere dheere Viki ne apne lund ke supare ko mere honthon pe tika diya. Barson ki meri pyaas bharak uthi. Maine jeebh nikaal ke uske supare ko chaatna shuru kar diya. Meri jeebh ka sparsh milte hi Viki ka lauda phanphanaane laga. Main thora sa uth kar uske poore laude ko oopar se neeche tak chaatne lagi. Baap Re ! kitna lumba aur mota tha. Such aisa. " Right."It wasn't noon yet, but I decided to go to lunch. I asked the volunteer at the information desk and she suggested "bland Mexican" at the Cafe Pacifico or yum cha at the Bodhi Bar where the service was slow. Other nearby places were "dearer," though I could get a pizza at Spigolo. She told me where each was.I went to the Pacifico where the food was spiced, but zip-less. I tried to call Diana, but went straight to voicemail. I left a message saying that I'd call after 1600. Then I walked. And Patty knew that Collette still did not approve.The weather had turned threatening over the weekend, so Patty was wearing a hooded raincoat over a sweatshirt, jeans, and sturdy walking boots. It wasn't a sexy presentation, and Patty was actually grateful that the prospect of rain made it possible. She was still conflicted about what her feelings were towards Van.He still did his best to see her every day, in the morning when she arrived at school, and again at lunch. In spite of her.