"Why do you hate me?" I don't hate you." Then why are you always so mean to me?" Honestly? I don't know. But I don't hate you. Why do you hate me?" I ...on't hate you. I just hate when you always pick on me. I could never figure out what I did to deserve what you dished out."Trey had always hated how Mark treated Dana. His constant tormenting of her was to vent some of his anger toward his brother. All he really wanted to do was get her away from Mark and make her forget him. He knew she could. She is very traditional until I met her I thought her how to finger her pussy, and how to respond for a lip lock, how to give blowjob, and how to do sex, we have done a lot of things in bus journey like biting her nipple pressing boobs linking her pussy by sleeping on her thighs she covered my face by putting her salwar and I’ve opened her pant and panty till her thigh and licked her pussy many times she too gave me blow job in bus a lot of times. Now it’s time for our main event read and. I thought you might be here this morning after all your complaining of how far behind you were with the paperwork. How's it going, " he asked letting his eyes drift down to her massive chest and the cleavage she allowed to show."Actually I just got here myself, " she replied knowing he was checking her out. She loved it when she caught him staring at her chest. "Was there a special reason for you to come here on Saturday?" Uh, well yes, " he said clearing his throat. "I was checking the. The dude’s beefy ass was quite simply the best thing Phil had ever known. It was covered in very fine, almost blond hairs and consisted of a muscular base overlain with a soft sheen of plumptitude. He parted those satiny mounds and lust hit him right between the eyes. There lay the prettiest, reddest like rosebud that Phil could ever wish for bracketed by a flicker of ginger fuzz. It was a sight to revive the impotent and Phil was torn between just staring at it and devouring it like it was the.