Minium length of chapters are 2 paragraphs-10 coherent sentences.No hard BDSM.Owner and creator of this story reserves the right to approve or not a p...rticular chapter even if that one doesn’t break any of the previous mentioned rules.No underage sex, teenager characters ONLY can have ENF adventures or something like that, no sex, blowjob, etc.After saying the general and expandables rules (I can add more rules if I feel necessary), here goes the list of fictional universes and characters that. Wo bhi pure laganse mera lund apne komal ungliyonse hila rahi thi aur aab phir meri sharirse bijali daudni lagi. Mere kulheka ched under jane laga, Lagta jaise mai aab shoo karne lagunga aur maine grandmaase kah diya to wo boli daro mat khuch shoo nahi hogi. Tum sirf mere chuche dabate raho aur upni ungli meri nicheke ched me dalo. Maine waisehi kiya. Thodi der bad mera lund jadahi upar niche hone laga aur sikud sa gaya . Kulheka ched under gaya, sharisse bijali daud gayi aur maine delka meri. Were all in Kat’s room, passing around 2 pipes of weed and fairly stoned. After taking another toke of weed from the communal pipe, I noticed Ty, Mathew, Micah, Ash, Bibi, and Lyn were missing. I heard girls giggling in the closet and saw bodies moving under the bedsheets. That’s when my obliviously stoned brain put two and two together… this wasn’t a normal party, it was a bisexual orgy!! The giggling in the closet was my lesbian x-girlfriend, Bibi, making her moves on the Czech foreign. Nights went by as he continued to watch me. I was never quite sure when or where he came from. Just, every time I opened my window at night-there he was, standing. I couldn’t see his face but I knew he was looking at me and that was enough to make me take a step back. But one night was different; I had just gotten out of the shower and found him, once again standing in front of my window. Instead of calling the police (which I was originally going to do) I kind of suddenly felt bad for the guy..