Gone are the days when girls used to cook like their mothers. Now they drink like their fathers.You know that tingly little feeling you get when you r...ally like someone? That’s common sense leaving your body.I didn’t make it to the gym today. That makes five years in a row.I decided to stop calling the bathroom the “John” and renamed it the “Jim”. I feel so much better saying I went to the Jim this morning.The biggest lie I tell myself is...”I don’t need to write that down, I’ll remember it.”If. I moaned loudly as his cock filled me.At this time we both forgot who won or who lost...all that mattered was the fucking he was doing and I was receiving. David began slowing pushing his cock in and out, my asshole gliding up and down it. David then laid down on me and continued to pound me, the smacking noises said that all too well. He then stopped and pulled out and then said," turn over and lay flat. So I did and David got on top of me...inserted his cock and started fucking me again. Now. (Mardo ko aisi baato se bohut khushi milti hai).Fir main Naresh Uncle ka lund choosti gayi. Aur kuch hi der mein unka lund firse khada ho gaya. Jaise hi unka lund khada hua, to main unke saamne khadi ho gayi aur gaand hila kar bolne lagi-Main: Ye aapka lund maang rahi hai.Aur ye bol kar main gaand matkaate hue room mein chali gayi. Naresh Uncle bhi jaldi se mere peeche aa gaye. Unhone mujhe peeche se pakad liya aur meri peeth choomne lag gaye. Woh saath mein mere stann daba rahe the aur unka. "If I could give you one thing right now," he asked as he dried me with a stiff clean towel. "What would it be?" Sniffling, I whispered, "I would like you... to tell me... you will keep me." "I am keeping you for a while yet, kitten," he said, with a smile and the sparkle of a tear in his eye. That was when I knew. Not because of the words. The words weren't important. It was the look on his face. At that moment, I knew he loved me, no matter what he said. Wrapping the towel around me, he.