. 19th floor. I hit the button, the doors close. I see the fire in your eyes and drop my bag. You grab my head, pulling it down, kissing my lips, mout...s open, tongues fighting already. The floors start to ping by, thankfully slowly. I lift you up onto the rail that runs round the lift. Your legs wrap round me, ankles behind my knees. My hands under your skirt, pushing it up frantically, the lacy tops of your hold-up stockings more than I can resist. Your skirt is almost around your waist before. This wasn’t the best neighborhood. So I waited with her. The game had ended at ten, and it was midnight now. We had talked for an hour about her future. She was trying to get into Stanford, need more after school activities, she had a ballet class three nights a week and did community service at an old folks home.It was obvious nobody was coming, I asked if she could call, but she would get in trouble if she pestered her parents. She had a cell but never used it. She complained about how. Joan had arranged six small groups, to sit with me in mimicking iconic works, with role reversal. It was very hard work, particularly for Joan. All "studies" were commissioned by the women themselves. In two studies, there was a sole dressed subject. In three there were two women, and in the last, three. This meant that Joan had to finish eleven paintings. While she was adept at painting flowers, fruit, wildlife, and a naked me, she had never spent time rendering women in clothes. Arranging the. 20-22 minute maine chudai chalu rakhi. Usay hilane ka ek bhi mouka nahi diya maine. Ab muze change chahiye tha. Maine usay kaha “ab tu chadh ” oosay maan na hi tha. Mai usake badan par se hata. Lund poora gila tha. Oosaki chut gili thi. Kah kar mai pith par let gaya.Oosane thook se lund gila kia. Ab oosane mere dono taraf pair rakhe. Aur lund par baithati gayee. Pura lund andar dah gaya. Maine dono hatome mumme pakad liye aur masalana chalu kia. Bich bich me chuchi bhi oongaliyome dabata raha..