Chapter 3 It was some time later when Angela gently disengaged herself from him, and Jerry felt the soft sliding out of his prick as it left the hair... wet basket of his mother’s buttery cunt. She kissed him lightly upon the face, upon the mouth, and gave him another lingering taste of her honeyed tongue, stroking his supine body as she did so. ‘I know we both want to just keep screwing,’ she said, her deep blue eyes languorous upon his own, her mouth softened and lushly red, ‘but we have. Tattoos were similarly considered body art and not coverings. Tammy, her sister, and her mother and father could now travel internationally to Canada, Mexico, the Caribbean islands and within the European Union with nothing more than the charm about their neck. Some lawmakers were now envisioning the day when a microchip, similar to those used for dogs, cats and horses, would be embedded in an absolute's forearm eliminating the need even for the dog tag-like charm now in use.Kirsten was also. I knew that with the changes, my gloating hadn't happened, and we hadn'tseen each other in a while, but still had our rivalry. And here I was,flustered and scruffy, kneeling on the hard mall floor, bin bag beside mewhile I wiped up spilt milkshake."It IS you! I told you it was her, Laura." They exchanged a smug smirkbetween themselves.I stood up, tucking the cloth into the strings of my apron."Hi, Jane. Hi, Laura. It's been awhile. How are you both?" Why did I askthat? I knew I wasn't going to. Do Lund ko choosne me meri halat kharab ho gyi. Mera saans lena mushkil ho rja tha to Maine Lund ko muh se bahar nikala.Tabhi zor se anish ne meri gand pe thappad Mara. Raand saali! Suna nhi kya kaha gaya hai tujhe. Lund bahar nahi nikalna hai. Huh? Ab saza milegi tujhe. Yeh kehte hi usne meri gaand ko berehmi se upar uthaya aur apne mote Lund ko ghusa diya meri gaand.me. Aahhh ahhh..nai Dard k mare cheekhne lagi Mai…. aaaahh aahhh aaaahhh.Lekin fir dar k mare Lund choosne lagi..ummm aaaahh.