. well, you’ll see soon enough.Last we left Ellen, she was running out of Joan’s house in fear. We can try and judge whether her fear was justifie... or not but there is no need to spend precious time on that. As soon as she reached the bus station Ellen stopped and took a few heavy, deep breaths. As she calmed down her mind started working. The first thing that popped into her mind was Shirley, she left her friend behind. Shirley, as you recall might not have been the smartest girl alive, but. I was going slow and easy. She started screaming “Chod mujhe madarchod, faad de meri choot ko”. The chan chan of the Payal and the kissing and the boobs that were pressing against my chest were making me go crazy and in only a few minutes I was going to come and I couldn’t resist and came the longest in my life in her and dropped on her. She laughed a lot and said “tu abhi poora Mard nahi bana “.My cock went limp and I pulled it out. I don’t know what came to my senses but I started licking her. She was an average looking person with figure of a typical housewife while my father was a reasonable fit gay would good look and fair skin tone .Now the incident I am about to narrate took place during my summer holidays. In those days we used to stay in a company provided bungalow which had 3 bedroom and the master bed room and the room me and my brother used was a connected via a common toilet which had doors opening on either side into each room. Normally the door of the bathroom was. Jai —- yar bat to tu … Yukk … Sahi keh raha hai.. Yukk … Par ye hoga kaise … Bol.Dost —–asaan hai, seedhe jakar uski izzat loot le.Jai —nahi be … Yukk … Ye mujhse nahi hoga. Wo mujhpe bharosha karti hai, upar se bahut bholi hai wo. Agar maine jabardasti uski izzat luti to wo kahi kisiko bata na de, ya fir sharm se khudkhushi na karle. Police case hojayega yar.Dost —-ek tarika hai, jisse wo khushi khushi tujhe apna jism de degi. Par iska koi garanty nahi hai.Jai –kya!!?Jai ka dost jai ko.