Bara ta puro guude bhetore maa khinkohoner jonno chup kore boshe thaklo aar tar por maa aste aste nijer dhumsho pacha ta tule laura tar oopore oth bos... korte laglo. Maa jakhon Keshtor lauratar oopore oth bosh korchilo takhon maar mayee duto lafiye lafiye uthchilo. Keshto hath bariye maar mayee duto du hathe dhore niye tipte laglo aar kakhono kakhono maar khara khara bonta duto duto anguler majhe ghorate laglo. Maa eibar aram se kakhono kakhono aste aate abar kakhono kakhono jore jore thap marte. It wasn’t huge; it was big for sure but it was the size, shape, and proportions that drew me in.It’s impossible to say how big a photographed cock is but it didn’t matter. The shiny mushroom-shaped head is most likely what gave me a hunger and desire I’ve never felt before. I was fascinated by this cock and wanted to feel the bulbous head with my lips, with the tip of my tongue, in the back of my throat and deep in my ass. After looking at the cock for far too long I decided I would actually. He fell back and hit the floor with a thud as the girl ran from the room, right at me. I pulled the trigger and shot the ceiling as strong jaws and sharp teeth connected with my wrist, sending it upwards with a snap. Plaster began to cover the floor and the gun fell from my limp and bleeding hand. When the gun hit the ground, it went off. Drops of blood splattered and a loud yell filled the small area we were in. I realized Jeremy was still laying on the floor and cursed myself. I took a swing. They sat down inside, then glanced at each other. Seeing the expressions on their faces, they suddenly broke down laughing."The Matt Sorenson curse strikes again," said Matt."What do you mean?" asked Lissa."Just that all my first dates turn out to be disasters. No wonder I can't get a girlfriend. I'm really sorry about that, Lissa. I had no idea what kind of party it was going to be, really." I believe you," she smiled.Matt sighed. "So ... do you want to go get a bite to eat or something?"Lissa.