Me didi se hatt k baith gaya. Mera mood off dekh k didi mujhe manane aayi. Unhone mere lund ko halkse se sehalaya. Aur fir mere goto pe hath feraya ha...kese.Mera gote bohot hi tight ho gaye aur mera lund talwar ki tarah khada ho gaya. Maine didi ko letaya aur upe chad gaya. In sab garma garmi me, me condom lana bhul gaya tha.Mujhe thoda darr lag raha tha, par hawas jeet gaya.Maine apna lund didi ki gili chooth me halkese daal diya. Bohot hi tight thi didi ki chooth. Me thodi der aise hi raha.Fir. More d**gs. I feel so hot and close to passing out. Can't stand. Getting choked. I'm gagging. Moaning. I hear yelling. Several guys holding me... Carrying me somewhere. Taking the mask and handcuffs off. Some water. More beer. More weed. More everything. I feel better and relaxed, dazed, lost. ROUND TWO. I'm placed prone on the floor over some cushions with my ass in the air. Dicks in my ass and my mouth! This seems like a dream. Seems like hours. I'm tasting and gagging on cum. My ass getting. Whatever it is, I’m excited.”“To start with, I would like you to sponsor my team. I’m going to build a bike like nothing you’ve ever seen. I’m talking frictionless bearings, carbon fibre frame and aerodynamics. Something lighter and faster than the world has ever seen.”“What do you want from me?”“You let me poach Alva as a tester whenever I need, you supply me with a bike mechanic, any equipment the team needs and you supply the jerseys. Brown’s Bikes and Russ Hay’s logos are to be the same. The girl’s sobbing stopped and I thought I heard her snigger a couple of times.I risked shuffling closer to the girl until I was less than a yard away, then I explained my purpose in the forest that day, and Matra Glandira’s baffling instruction to think like a healer. I shuffled even closer to the girl, until I was less than a foot away.“What are you doing?” she snarled.“In my village, when someone is emotionally distressed, it’s customary to give them a hug. I thought that might comfort.