Mukta ki choot se nikla zyadatar paani ritu ki choot se takraakar niche behne laga. Ritu ki choot aur jaanghein mukta ki choot se nikle juice se nahaa...gayi thi. Is juice ki garmaahat ritu bhi zyaada der tak sahan nahin kar paayi aur “aaaahhhhhh…. Mukta…. Main bhi basss….. Aaaahhhh…” kehte hue wo bhi jhad gayi. Is tarah mukta ki choot se nikle paani mein nahaayi hui ritu ki choot ek baar firse uske khud ke paani se naha gayi. Haalanki ritu ki choot se nikla paani mukta ki choot se nikle paani se. “Tony Ferrara,” Tony replied accepting Joe’s hand.“I think I’ve seen some of your sculptures.”“I think I’ve read some of your books. And is that?”“Eddie Frank,” said Eddie. “Want to smoke something better?” he whipped out his Altoids container.“Sure.”Eddie lit up and handed him the fat joint.“Good shit,” Tony coughed.“Eddie only smokes the best,” Joe chuckled, taking the joint. “So what’s the story? About the two houses?” He sucked in the smoke.“Sometime after the first world war, the Spanish. “No,silly, your supposed to be doing yourself”. Disappointedly I let my hand fall to my lap. I undid the button of my jeans and started to slide the zipper down. It was her turn to let her jaw drop as I slid my jeans and boxers from under my ass, exposing my raging hard on. I could swear her mouth filled with moisture as I saw her, eyes wide, lick her bottom lip. I grabbed my cock at its base, my thumb and finger hardly managed to meet, and proceeded to slip my hand up and down my rock hard. Then I heard him tiptoe back into the room. I could have sworn I heard whispering in the other room.Maybe it was just my imagination. I sat there waiting for his next move. I heard the sound of the couch crunching from the weight of someone. I called out to Mike but he didn't answer at first. Then I heard a small whimper. It was a female voice. "Mike!What in the hell are you doing?" I yelled. "It's all good baby.Just wait and you will see." he said. Then there was silence again. I just decided.