Uffff mai to madhosh ho gya tha aur anty ke sir ko pakad k apne land pe daba rha tha kayi bar to unke k halak tak daba diya tha apne land ko fir wo ut...i to maine unhe 69 me ane ko kaha.Fir hum 69 me agye wo maze se mra land choos rahi thi aur mai anty ki chut ko chaate ja rha anty ki choot se kya pani chut rha tha yar aisa lag rha tha jaise band tut pada ho wo 10 mint me 2 bar jhad chuki thi. Mai aunty ki choot k sath sath unki gand ka ched bhi chate ja rha tha.Fir anty ki sedha leta k mai anty. It was awesome. We both wanted to play basketball. Then Carl’s brother and two of his friends hauled us aside. They were going into junior high. It didn’t make any difference how big we were, they were tougher. Once Carl and I were lying on the ground with the three guys sitting on us to make sure we didn’t move, Bill told us how the world was going to work. He said that we had a choice to make. That we could be self-centered jocks who were worshiped but never liked, or we could find a. As the last of the audience crowded into the tent to take their seats, Vesta, already prepared for the show, went down to the cage van to ready the Gimps for their entrance. They had all done the show many times and were completely ready but custom demanded that one of the trainers appear, dressed in some intimidating fashion, to provide incentive for the work ahead. “Are you ready boys?” she asked.A muttered chorus of “Yes, Miss Vesta,” answered her.“Remember my long tail whip and my leather. ." I bit my lip against the words, afraid of their meaning. "Please don't leave me, please. Don't..." "Show me you're worth the effort then, housewife ," she spat. "Show me you're worth it. Show me your cunt. Show the world you have one, and what it's good for." I hesitated, not understanding what she wanted. Can't she see me already? The whole neighborhood can see me! "Go on, get your foot up on the windowsill, housewife! Spread yourself open and show me! I swear, I'll..." "No!" I pleaded.