Mera lund se maal nikalne k baad lund pura naram ho gaya. Chhota bi ho gaya. Lund ko dekhke main bola didi ye to pura chhota ho gaya. To didi boli tu ...hinta mat kar main hoon na. Tu ek kaam kar bathroom ja ke isko saaf karke aa ja. Main turant bathroom se aa gaya aur didi k paas so gaya.Didi mere ko kiss karne lagi. Main bhi unko kiss karne laga. Didi mere ko kiss karte karte mere lund ko phir suck karne lagi. Mere lund phir se dhire dhire tight hone laga. Beech beech main didi mere ko uski. One of the SAE brothers let us in—we were prepared to force our way if necessary—and we set off for the second floor.We could hear the music—I swear the walls were shaking—and smell the beer. And to my experienced nose, the sex, female juices as well as spilled come. We were a mass of grim determination, the girls in the center, the boys as flankers, as we forced our way down the hall. We found them in a large room in the back.The girls were all naked and very drunk. I recognized Jessica, one. It also gives us the chance to use their toilets to clean up. Sarah’s sticky pussy juices are starting to dry on her thighs, so I help her wipe them clean. I also wash her juices off my face and hands, making sure I don’t smell of girl cum too much. We both put our panties back on, and I put my blazer on over my blouse, to hide the fact that I’ve still left my bra off. I can’t be bothered to put it on again! “While we’re here” says Sarah, “Can we go to New Look or Next? I need to get a couple. Don't worry none because I've got a flashlight and he'll see it and know we are coming."They made their way to the side of the barn and found the door to Jose's apartment wide open with the light from inside pouring out into the night. As they came to the chicken coop they found the gate firmly shut but not a chicken was in the coop. Other than the chickens were missing there was no sign that anything unusual had taken place. There was no blood; no feathers other than the ones that a person.