He must have been thinking about what I had just said; thinking about fucking my ass. It wasn’t that I had always loved getting fucked in the ass, e...en I didn’t tell some of my boyfriends about my interest in anal, but with my dad, I wanted to feel him in my ass. Dad had started it, and I was going to finish it by doing everything with him. I completed all the notes for which my friend was coming. Let me tell you about my friend - she is a bitch. Her name is Jennifer, she is of my age; a. They didn't even so much as look at him.At the end of the hallway, stairs led up. Torches lined the way every so often, casting their lights on the solid stone walls. They led me up the stairs and into a wide hallway. Two more of those things stood guard in the hallway. They briefly glanced at us as we came out, then went back into staring at nothing. The ones who were leading me took me down the hall, to a set of closed doors. The doors may have once been extravagant, but they were now. Amaake bollo je baranda theke pechhon e pechhab korte. Ami pechhab kore ghor e dhuktei boudi bollo —- Ki thakurpo eri moddhe pechhab peye gelo, ekhono to asto raat pore aachhe, takhon boudi bollo je tomaar dadao onekbaar ratre uthe pechhab kore, sei jonno ekta balti rekhe daey. ebaar boudi bollo je thakurpo tomaar boyosh koto ami bollam 25yrs. bollo kono GF aachhe naki ? ami bollam na. Bollo konodin meyeder songo peteichhe hoi na ? ami bollam tato hoi, takhon bolchhe amaake (Maane Boudike). O yeah" he sighed as he pulled up a picture of her wearing a tight fitting business suit, legs up on the desk, one hand in her blouse and the other stroking that perfect pink clit of hers. Peter felt himself growing harder and with it his need for release. He had this down to a science with Susan obvious lack of interest these days, so it didn't take long.Peter climbed the stairs and quietly entered the bedroom. God she was beautiful. Looking at her lying sleeping, hair splayed out on the.