Raat main jab main ghar main gussa tu abba or bhai so chukkay thayground floor par ammi main or vo 1st per sotay 3 room main vo apnay kamray main lait... book parh rahi thi meri awaz sun kar uss nay apni tang uth kar dosri tang kay ghutnay par rakh li main darwazay ki orh say dekh raha tha uss ki shalwar halki si pathi hovi thi main uss ko dekhta raha naggar hammat nahi hovi or computer wala room mai agaya or computer on karliyathori dair baad Vo aae or almari kay samnay aphni aankh (eye)ko. It's good to be back." I took a large drink from my beer. Delaying? Maybe.I took a deep breath and let it out. It seemed to me I could hear the bubbles in my beer mug, it was so quiet in there. I finally let the words out."Kate and I had a good time together. We went out to Turtle Island, and we did some horseback riding on the beach, and some snorkeling, and even a little scuba. We relaxed. We talked about a lot of things. Everything really. The past. The present. The future. Me. Her .... We started lathering him up and washing him. I told him I didn't know what to think about last night, but I knew I enjoyed it. I said, as I started stroking his cock to erection, the one down side to him fucking me was I missed eating his delicious cum. He looked me in the eyes and asked me what I was waiting for, grabbing my shoulders and pushing me down. It was really erotic as I started deepthroating him with the shower running over us. It didn't take long for Bruce to reward me with load of. Or was it... puffs? What do you take off of a cigar again? You wonder how you even made it to the position of Chief Editor at i-Ballz in the first place. It was all a big blur at this point.You only know that you are the only person in the world you know to still smoke cigars. And that's because you're an "eccentric". Or at least, that is the persona you present to the world. Complete with your pocket watch and pimp cane. It was the way you had learned to cope with your ridiculous name.You're.