What I liked about him was the sense that he was a nice guy that treated me with an easy courtesy. He didn't fawn over me telling me how pretty I was ...nd sprout some line to try to get into my pants; although right then I'm not sure that I would have had any objection.While resting between dances, we were talking and the quarterback came around acting like he owned me and I should get up and be honored to dance with him. I looked up and cut him with a sharp glance, "I'm sorry but I'm busy. I. But within a second the void wasfilled rapidly and roughly with his large thick cock being rammed fulllength into my ass, almost taking my breath away. I took my mouth off ofTroy and screamed in ecstasy at having been finally given what I had beensearching for all day. "YES" I cried, "fuck me and breed me". Troychuckled as he guided my mouth back to his hard member and I felt otherscoming close to rub their cocks against my body. Their crude talk only served to inflame my desire. I was. I closed the door and started removing her clothes.The first piece to go was her blouse. I had pulled strings loose and taken them off gently while she was busy kissing me. Luckily there was no separate bra. Then I dipped my hand under her navel and opened the knot of her petticoat. The entire saree slipped off her hips and dropped on the floor.Piya was standing in a small skin-colored panty. Her perfectly conical 34C boobs were jiggling lightly. I decided to suck on her deep reddish-pink. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.I postpone death by living, by.