Imran ne kaha pooja let jao me let gai vo mere bob ko chusne Laga aur meri pori body par hath firane laga me bas ssssssssss uuumm sssssssshhh aaah or ...arooooo imraaaan uuufff meri jaaann vo dhiri dhire meri chut ki taraf bada aur kutte ki tarah chatne laga aaaah kya lag raha tha 10 se 15min tak vo meri body or chut ko chat ta raha mene kaha imran ab muje chodo please imran ne kaha ha chodta hu aur vo meri dono tango ke Bich beth gaya dosto me ap logo ko ek bat batadu ye me pehli bar kar rai thi. She looked up at me as if I had done something bad, but took the head of my manhood between her lips. I watched her try again, her throat bulging as I felt my hot seed slip between the space I took up in her throat. I literally buckled when she let me go, sitting in her shower."that was...," she started, looking at me with those eyes "...your thing tastes good, kin."We both laughed a little before she laid on her stomach, watching me. "kin, come here. play with me."she climbed up on me,. All you need to do is think about her, and then rub the surface of the diamond with your finger. If she has ever even THOUGHT about being with a woman, she is susceptible to the rings power and will be down for... well almost anything!" She tosses you the ring with a wink.You catch the ring against your body, nearly dropping it. You hold it up to inspect it, the silver warm to the touch. Running up the sides of the ring are engravings of women intertwined with each other, and at the top is a. In all this universe, in all of this vast terror of loneliness, the universe has kept your secrets, and you and you and you alone have known the truth of love. In all of this vastness, in all of this inchoate matter, how rare is life? Yet even more burdensome, how rare is that swirling matter which becomes aware? Aware of it’s self and it’s existence? Aware of it’s life, and it’s death? Aware of the possibilities that define a life apart from chaos? So, what is this awareness? Aware of love?.