"From what the historian could find, the person selected to rule willemit some kind of radiation for the next twenty-four hours," answeredthe PM. "Our...hope was that your computer could help locate the heirahead of time, but all you did is give a rough area to look." You never told me how the heir will be identified?" asked the tech."Sorry I can't do that right now," replied the PM.Before another word could be said a bell started to ring."What's that?" asked the PM."The level just spiked.". I felt many stories here were fake ones. I really like sharing and reading real ones. Here it goes.The story of how I made out with a girl in her house.Her name is Nithu from Chennai. Myself Balamurugan. We studied together in school and were lovers. However we broke up after school. When I was in college we again got back in touch and we kissed in a cyber cafe. We also met once in my house, and I touched her boobs over the dress. We kept setting each other. One fine day the opportunity. Al got beside her on the bed and they kissed as Gilly rode Gary and his dildo. "Hi dad," Gilly called out as Cyril appeared on his knees in the doorway, scrubbing the floor."Please Mistress, may I talk to my daughter?" Cyril asked."Very well but only for a minute." Hi sweetheart, it's nice to see you enjoying yourself." It looks like you're having fun too," Gilly moaned, slamming down hard on the two shafts. "You'd better not hang around here though, Roberta's looking very pissed off." Okay. With one hand I reached underneath and felt the under wire bra support. Realizing that one hand would be insufficient for the task, I grabbed her bra on either side with both my hands and jerked firmly upwards. Out spilled two massive dark colored breasts. They plopped immediately onto her midsection. They were full and heavy. Her coaster sized areolae were a shade darker than the rest of her breasts. Her nipples barely protruded; residing at the center of the circle, flat yet thick. I lifted.