A stream of her female cum flow out of her pussy straight into my mouth. It was slippery but did not have much taste. Donna pulled me by the hair. She...was breathing so hard that it was hard to understand her said, Get up here and fuck me. Fuck me now. I got between her legs and in one move I was balls deep in my aunts cunt. Still in a sexual high she screamed out, Hard, Fuck me hard. I slammed into her and each time I did she would moan, Yes&hellip,Yes&hellip,Yes. I could feel my balls bouncing. “Let me know when you are ready,” I told the Tech.He split her urine into four equally sized vials. He weighed each on a precision scale and noted on the bottle the current weight above the vial’s empty weight. He had one bottle ready to test and told me to undo whatever I did to the cells in her urine. The mass changed a hundredth of a gram, but that had to be something else that causing the change. None of the cells disappeared, but a few million had died. Same for the second vial. We risked. We played what we called sex games. We lived in Boston and hung around with a young party crowd. We went to a party nearly every weekend. There seemed to be an endless supply of pot and liquor at every event. There was a variety of music played, rock, country, 1940s bebop and sentimental love songs. Carol was a very popular dance partner. She seldom wore underwear while partying. I loved to watch her dance with all the men. When she slow danced she put her whole body into it, arms. 00 chahiye—tu la kar dena, usne kaha malkin main itne paisa roz kese la sakta hun..maine raju ko nanga karke uske belt se maar maar kar uski gand lal kar de— aur use maa bahen ki gali dene lagi—womere paon main padd kar maafi magne laga, aur kaha aap to janti ho ki itne paisa roz main kamata tak nahi—maine kaha mujhe nahi pata /mujhe paisa chhiyee—-2 din baad maine raju ko kaha tera dost kamal bahut paisa wala hain naa—raju ne kaha ji malkin –maine kaha to tu uss se baat kar – wo mujhe har.