I shuffled uncomfortably in my seat. It was one of those days where the heat was almost inescapable and we had the windows down to act as air con. But...it only made the situation worse. I didn’t know what it was, but the breeze blew Mom’s scent my way. It was a faint smell of perspiration mixed in with her perfume, floral and fresh. There was something else too, something I couldn’t quite place my finger on. Pheromones? I read about how we give those ‘scents’ out to attract potential mates. I. Is par tail laga lo. Pas hi rakhi tail ki sisi utha kar apne land par tail lagane laga. Aur ek bar phir noori ke chut ke ched par rakh kar jor se dhakka diya. Is bar mere land ka supada noori ki chut main tha aur noori ke muhn se uf nikal gayi aur boli prem isi tarah pure land ko chut main ghused do. I love u prem. Main phir se dhakka mara ab mera adha land noori ki chut main tha. Noori ki chut kafi garam aur tight thi. Mera land uski chut main jakar fans gaya tha. Noori ne chuchi dabane ka. ............do you want to see my room? "Bruce, Rachel, and I took the whole cardboard box of porn and traipsed off to my bedroom. We flopped on our tummies on the bed, sharing the pictures like they were the Sunday funnies..........there was a lot of "Oh, god, look at her...." and " I could never do that.........." "I knew that there was a big boner under Bruce..........the longer we were doing that, the more I wanted to see it,,,,, and then I felt Rachel's hand rubbing my ass..........she. He was telling people he was a successful business man in a top job just like he had told her. Though it made her smile more than anything; as long as it was only make believe and it kept him out of trouble. She returned home from work one night however and finished up dealing with the consequences of his actions. When she came through the door he was standing there with a weird smile on his face. The next thing she knew hands were grabbing her and carrying her to the bedroom. Three strange men.