Mohit continued to fuck me and I felt he cum inside me. He collapsed on me and then we both started panting. After few minutes he got up and we discus...ed our first sex.I was still light headed when I realized Mohit was clicking my pictures. He wanted to keep these pictures as a memory of first sex. I asked him to take a pic of my pussy. In the pic I saw my pussy leaking with his sperm.We took few more selfies. Mohit got a towel and cleanup my pussy. Later I took this towel with as a memory of. The impact causes the can to flatten a lot and the sides to burst, spraying most of the drink out the ruptured sides. The middle of the windscreen shatters and bits of safety glass spray the driver and front passenger. The half flattened remains of the can with some glass embedded in it misses the side of the driver’s head to hit the passenger behind the driver in the lower face and neck. The pain of the hit causes the man to squeeze his hands. The gun in his left had goes off and punches a. I believe she chose well. I know I am happy with the situation. I have yet to find anything she will not do. It was in a club in Indianapolis that had a bad reputation. But I like those kind of places. They keep my adrenaline pumping and make me feel alive. When I walked in I saw her sitting at the bar between two goofs looking for a good time. She had long, wavy blond hair falling about her exposed shoulders. She was wearing a sports bra that emphasized her erect nipples and cut-off jeans. She unbuttoned one button, then two."Maybe you forgot what they look like," she murmured, her voice growing more sultry."Maybe I did," he swallowed."Want to refresh your memory?"She didn't give him much chance to reply, noticing his fascination with her fingers as she unfastened the rest of the buttons. She wore a black bra that fastened between the cups, and as the blouse slid off her shoulders she toyed with the clip, watching his eyes."Maybe you'd like to do it," she smiled."I would," he.