I am a simple guy of about 5’6″ with a decent cock of 6 inches. I am a quiet person but only my close friends know my inner demons. I drink and sm...ke occasionally.Enough about me, let us get to the story. This is a true incident happened two months before on my birthday week. This is my first story, so pardon me for my mistakes. It will be quite a big one, so please have patience.I am working as a graphic designer in Bangalore for the past two years. The story involves two chicks who are my. She slouched down so I had a few more inches to work with. I aimed for his open shoulder but at the last second he moved and I got him closer to the heart than I wanted. It was a fatal shot and he was the first person I'd killed. Unfortunately the rumor was true and he shot the security guard but he was expected to live.The ambulance took the robber and the guard away. We were about done with the crime scene and everything was pretty much back to normal. Then I saw a blue Lincoln Mercury with. She took a deep breath and reentered the hall.' Tom', she called, 'Tom. When did you get home?' She opened the bathroom door. He was standing under the shower with his back to her. He turned to face her. Soapy rivulets of water ran down his body. Jane's eyes went to his flaccid cock and she immediately thought of George and how much bigger he was. All of this took a micro-second then she met his eyes.Tom smiled and she smiled back. 'Darling', she said, 'it's lovely to see you. But why didn't. Desperate to save face, Megan bites her lip to stop her from moaning too loudly in front of her mother but Becky’s tongue lashes against her sensitive pussy constantly, getting faster, Megan pinches her nipples hard, twisting them in an effort to keep herself quiet but it has a far different effect as a loud whimper escapes from her. “Oh Becky please! Please can I cum?” whimpers Megan. “So soon,” giggles Fiona. “No you may not cum Megan,” murmurs Caitlin. “We are entertaining guest, and we.