My friends were all virgins, and would probably think I was weird if I told them how much I needed to be fucked. So every day I suffered, almost feeli...g like I was going completely mad with this burning need to have a dick inside me.In my time in summer school I met this pothead girl. Her name was Sarah. She had red hair, pale skin, and a lot of curves. She was also a slut, which why I was immediantly drawn to her. I knew she could introduce me to guys who would pound the shit out of me, and. Alex Fain had thoughtfully provided Paul with a complete copy of their Mets-Cubs rebroadcast tape, and with the help of a hired professional technician, Paul had edited it down to a 15-minute demonstration tape prominently featuring Paul Elias, would-be color man.After a lengthy conversation and interview with Grantham, the agent cautioned Paul to expect a long waiting period before hearing anything substantial out of future employers. "Your demo tape is good," Grantham said, "and we'll get it. I put one hand behind Shalu’s back and inserted three fingers inside her cunt. And she started fucking my fingers. Mom started moving her hips aganist me and pulling me harder towards her each time. Shalu was fucking harder aganuist my fingers. The sex was in the air…”chod mere ko chod…… Madarchod….. Apni maa ki choot pe lund dalke chod.” Shalu: “haan behen chod laude ke baal…..jor se chod apni maa ki pyas bujha.” Me: “saali randi ..ooooo….apni tange phylake de …..saali teri to aaj…ahhhhhh.”. ”Rodge plucks a shiny red ball from his bag, tossing it to Art, who maintains his grip on his bucket; though releasing the leathers, he neatly catches the ball one-handed.“Safe hands in the field, Arthur,” Rodge laughs, “do you bat or bowl?”“Bofe! Bowlin’s me best though, medium off-breaks. Bin workin’ on me speed but we ain’t got no nets dahn the Rec.”“Yes, you need nets and plenty of balls too, so you can build up a nice bowling rhythm. Ah, Mr Bird,” Rodge addresses the newly-arrived window.