She faded out of consciousness before having a chance. Itdid give her an idea though. From the bus schedule and map, she had apretty good idea of he... route.Her apartment never unlocked before 4 p.m. Riding the bus meant thatshe would never make it to the salon until just before 5 p.m. She waspretty far into bimbo mode by the time she even got there. The nexttime, she managed to hang onto enough of her logical side to ask to usethe phone book. They had no idea why she would want something. Ab teri kamsin, tight chut ki bari hai. Chal mere dosto ke samne muh kar ke ek side pe letja.” Mere shoulders pe hath rakh kar usne mere face Balwant aur Wasim ke taraf rahe waise ek side mujhe letne ko kaha.Fir woh mere piche gaya aur mera ek pair upar karwa ke apna lund meri chut mein piche se ghused ne laga. Woh zor laga kar apna mota kala lund meri chut mein ghused ne laga. Uske zor laga kar lund ghused ni ki wajah se main dard se bhara muh banana lagi.Mera aisa face dekh kar Balwant bola. I must say the attention I received was most enjoyable, as I recounted the battle as I had seen it, and gave my considered assessment on the tactics and stratagems deployed. It is no wonder that constant adulation by people, enthralled by your every word, will turn even the most modest of persons into a self-centred egoist, and I took back some of my dislike of Shelley.Eventually my tales of cavalry charges and cannon fire palled, and the assemblage began to drift away to listen to Shelly. Grinding the pepper. Tossing the meat. Pouring the sauce. Dripping the olive oil for the pasta. The smell of his cooking permeates the entire kitchen. As I stand there, captivated by his moves, my gaze slowly moves from his arms to his shoulders, down to his torso and rest on his hips. His jeans hangs deliciously on his hips. It makes me want to rest my hands and slowly pull it off him.“Is the taste alright?” I snap out of my fantasy and see Gavin’s finger covered in Bolognese sauce. “Come on,.