"Don't do it, Carrie. I swear, all she has is 80s band T-shirts and jeans." Cool," Carrie answered. She wasn't kidding."Shit," I said as Kasey stuck h...r tongue out."So, can I have it?" Kasey asked."What?" Your credit card," she replied while rolling her eyes. Suddenly the adult description didn't seem to be appropriate. "Carrie has no money. So cough it up."Wordlessly I complied."Mike," Carrie said. "You don't need to do that. I can wait."I brushed her off."No sweat," I replied. "Really, I. Then release it to its former touch. This I repeat again and again until the sensation builds up deep inside me. Just pressing, and releasing, pressing, and releasing. Now I am ready to begin the finale. Gentle, short strokes, back and forth, back and forth. My finger is curved slightly so that it slips slightly inside me. I don’t like to push it too deep; just around the opening really seems to be quite enough. Never further than the last knuckle. It was a long time before I discovered how. He felt his pulse pick up when he heard a loud groan escape Christopher's mouth. He climbed out of the window on his side and sprinted to the driver side and tore the car open to pull the boy's damaged body from the wreckage. …..................................................................................................................................... Ebima was ripped from the memory by the sound of his lord father finishing inside of Christopher, who was still unconscious. Lord. Maulvi ka haath mere mummon pr yane mere boobs pr gayyaaaa.Fir ye charon mujhe ulet-pulet ulet-pulet mujhe nangi krne lge; mujhe inhone maaderjaat nangi kr diya.Charon meri chut ke baal nonchne lage, kyonki us din meri chut pr jhante thee, halaki.Ek ne shayd negro ne meri gaand me angul peli. Main chilla padi. Uss samaye hindu san bhairwanand ne meri ‘help’, sahaayta ki. Vo garjte hue un charon se bole, ” tum log ‘baad me”, bs isi ke saath me sant shree bharawanand ki god me esse bath gayi jese.