’ ‘So where am I going to stay while this is happening?’ ‘In the spare bedroom upstairs, of course,’ she said, giggling like a little schoo... girl. ‘And you think everyone will be okay with this?’ ‘What could they say even if they weren’t?’ ‘I don’t want the whole staff mad at me.’ ‘They won’t be,’ she said, huffing, obviously upset that he wasn’t as excited as she was, ‘So do you want to stay there or not?’ ‘Yes, love, I do.’ ‘Good,’ she said, giving him a quick peck on the lips. Then another. . we all got stoned instead. HUGE bags of marijuana were sourced. Booze was brought in as well, though, bottles of Cola liberally laced with spirits andre sealed. We were students, we were MEANT to be inventive.After the gig there was a post gig party, at a warehouse where the band rehearsed. About 30 of us descended on this ramshackle run down warehouse in a bad part of the city. The booze flowed openly back there, of course, and lashings of d**gs were consumed on top.I was feeling decidedly. You?”, I answered with some hesitation in my voice.“Three to four times a day. Sometimes at school”, she replied.“Wow, really?”, I asked in surprise.“Yeah, but only sometimes”, she replied.I started feeling hornier now. I could tell she was into it as well by the look on her face.“Can I say something a little inappropriate?”, I asked.“Yeah, sure”, she said.“Seeing you like that was really hot”, I said.“Oh, is it?”, she asked while biting her lips and giving me a nasty look.“Yeah, I was thinking. Eshan you are full storng boy, oh my god choose lo sara pani uuumm uumm zoor say uuuumm uumm is ki garmi mita do aur andar tak jaan pahil bar meri choot ko koi itna deep choose raha hai thodi dar bar pooja boli honey chuste hi rahoge yaPhir mujhe apna lund bhi pene dego maine bola jarur sweetu or ham ne 69 position le li us ne meri fanchi utari or mera lund dekh k boli uuuf kya maje dar hai tight or lamba mota yyyrrrr maja aaga or us ne muhu mai liye mera land choos choos k us ne mujhe mast kar.