A man jogged past you running in the opposite direction you walked, with a light smile you matched his eyes as he passed watching as your cute smile b...ightened his run, even just momentarily. Shortly there-after a pair of mothers passed pushing their children along. This park was a kind of peaceful that some people could only dream of. Speeding your pace, you were eager to get home, Mark would be getting back today from college for a visit, and your parents had promised to take the two of you. We’d tried it twice before when we were younger but I didn’t realise he was still interested in other women. In an effort to spice up our sex life again I agreed and said we’d arrange something for next weekend. We still had our accounts on some online chat rooms and it didn’t take us long to find a woman who we had arranged to come around on Saturday. As usual the week dragged between work and after school clubs, going here there and everywhere. Eventually though we were packing the k**s up to. Mai bola kya karu parcel la leta hu to maa boli q chal andar wahi kahata hai to mai bola maa mujha sahi nai lag raha to maa boli ek kam karti hu mai phela ja kar table par bat jati hu aur tu mera bad aa k bat jana mai bola ok ab maa andar jane lagi maa andar gai waha zada tar ladka log the 2 ..3 he ladki the maa jaisa aandar gai sab log maa ki clear chut par nazar pad gai maa besharam ke tarah andar chal gai aur waha table sab me log bhata hua the to wall table me kuch chair khali the to maa ja. A BBC, cum dripping from the head, with the caption: REBLOG IF YOU DREAM OF BLACK COCK EVERY NIGHT. Frustratingly I was actually experiencing that. I was ready to erupt, I'd been online for like four hours and not come while continuously being hard when I saw three more responses to my question. I clicked on the first response from BBCMASTER and it said: Look faggot. If you are asking the question, you already know the answer. You want BBC. You need BBC. So stop denying your natural purpose....