Aur mein pura nahi dalunga,thik hai..!!?’ mene kaha ‘yaar pata nahi..!’ ab usane muje do pero pe ulata kar diya, aur dhire se usake cock ko meri...gand me patak raha tha, aur achanak se uasane usala bada loda meri gand mein ek hi force me gusa diya…!! Ohhhhh……I am almost die..! mere kaha ‘madarchod loda nikal…ahhhhh’ vishal ne bola ‘ bhosadi kea ise bottom kahete hai…’ me apane ko chuda bhi nahi paya,itana dard ho raha tha…aur kuch bhi lagaye bina wo zor zor se dhakke dene laga…ohhhh….ahhh….meri. . I'm not so sure it's an art..." Now is not ze time to be talking shop. I am curious about ze sorts of projects zat involve you." Right now I have one graduate student. We're working on deciphering a twelfth-century palimpsest." Palimpsest -- qu'est qe c'est?" It's a parchment that's been erased and overwritten," Rick explained."Oh, oui, oui I recall ze term now. Please continue..." Parchment was expensive in the twelfth century ... it still is. Scribes often scraped the ink from older. Mom said as she got up and left my room she shut the door behind her. Mr. Walker, slipped his shoes, socks, and shirt off, and crawled in bed next to me. He pulled me close to him and whispered, “Kalynn you did really great baby”. I smiled and replied “why thank you” as I pushed my ass to his cock.“Ummm seems like someone needs a good fucking” He said. I turned my head to him smiled and “yes I do, can you do it”. I felt his cock it was growing again, I knew he could. He rolled me over on my. "Just about the book," I lied. "I just feel with everything going on, you know, that my deadline..." She put her hands over mine, cool and soft."Honey, don't worry. The way things are going, and with all the extra publicity, you could even have a year off." She reached down into her desk drawer, and, producing a brown envelope, slid it across the desk towards me. "All I want you to concentrate on just now is being Andrea. Have some fun; improve your performance." That word again. "Were you.