Merry cracked a few more jokes before we left, but that’s not what sticks in my mind. I just recall what Santa said, more to me than to Merry, “Ha...e fun shopping today. I’ll see you on Christmas!” On Christmas Eve, I came home from my parents and found that the area beneath my own tiny Christmas tree was occupied by dirty laundry. “The joys of living alone,” I said to myself as I gathered up my laundry basket. I went to the building laundry room and dropped some quarters in the washer. I. .Vo mere kafi close thi … .Mine usk k mathe par kiss kiya usne bhi muje gal par kiss kiya or muje jor se hug kar liya ……Mere himat bad gai mine use apni ankho me dek ne ko kha or ….Use k pass jane laga or usne apni anke band kar li mene dere se uske lips par kiss kiya …Usne bhi muje kiss kiya …Hum dono ek dusre ko smooch karen lage kafi der tak karne k bad hum mere room m chale gae …..Vha fir se kiss ki is bar mene uske boobs par hat rak diya usne kuch nai kiya kya boobs they soft soft yar. .the guy opposite slipped a third finger inside my pussy, I could hear his breath quickening as he wanked his cock furiously….he freed his cock and placed his middle finger knuckle deep straight into my ass hole, fucking my ass with his fat finger….I writhed purring almost on his fingers as I sucked each cock in unison, my exposed nipples brushing against their knees as I bobbed between each cock…the two guys being sucked now had a breast each to play with…teasing and tweaking my ever hardening. From somewhere within me the utterances begin to flow, the vocal growls, “that’s it you cocksucker, take that fucking cock”! “Eat my fucking dick, bitch”! “Yourre going to swallow my load like the little bitch you are”! She only moans in response, as I don’t give her the chance to take my dick out of her mouth.She may be free to do as she pleases for most of the day, but not now, right now she’s my absolute cocksucking slave bitch, my servant! We both want this for some reason, I guess it.