Aishh ki chut yane yoni chhoti aur chust hai. Chhe mahine se har raat mein use chodata hun fir bhi vo kamvaari jaishhi hi hai. Abhi bhi lund daalane m...n muze saavadhani rakhani padati hai chahe vo kitani bhi gili kyun na ho. Ek baar lund andar jaay us ke baad koi taklif nahin hoti, mein aaram se dhakke lagaa ke chod sakata hun.Hamaari mangani to do saal se hui thi lekin ek ya dusare karan se shaadi mokuf hoti chali thi. Mein Medical College men padhata tha aur hostel men rahata tha. Vo apane. "Here's me." Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Huh! Huh! Huh!" she wailed, imitating the motions and noises she had made when she had come."And here's you," she sneered.Still resting on the car she reached between her legs with one hand and simulated stroking a penis. For some reason that was even sexier than her pretending to be fucked.She smirked."It was you wasn't it?" What the hell is going on over here; lets get going," mom came out of the dark pulling her suitcase on its little wheels.I had. Henry Miller became Heinrich Mueller. Most times though, England or France became a solid ally and it would be Henry or Henri as appropriate.What had become their agenda presently? Disgust with the corrupted souls in America and Europe demanded dominance. They wished to rule the world, or at least the world they felt worthy of them, the world of white people. The brown and the black would become colonized again. The yellow would be negotiated with. They may be Godless heathens, but they had. She knew where he was going with this, now. She felt his hands gradually approaching the tops of her legs, and his thumbs were more often on the insides of her thighs. She lay back, relaxing, anticipating. She knew how his fingers would feel on her, and she knew she would like it; she always had.In a sudden motion, he flipped the dress up. Again, she saw herself in her mind’s eye; bare to the waist except for the black lace underwear she had picked out for him. She knew his game now; he would.