..but it was also about hate, just a little. It was impossible to be this close with someone, spend this much time with them, without a little kernel ...f hate growing in there somewhere too.Even if Lewis fantasised about this, she knew he could never do anything like it. He would never disrespect her wishes, let alone tie her up and have her gangbanged.She thought to those nights when they made love, the way he stared at her, studied her. She wondered if this was what he was thinking about.. Mind you, she wasn't exactly flat chested. I positioned myself and begin sucking her healthy sized erect nipples. I got one in just fine but took a bit of fumbling to get both of her big ass tits in position to get as much of both in my mouth as possible. Sometimes you gotta take one for the team. She let me know that is exactly what she wanted in her response. Her hips begin shooting forward hard like a bitch in heat. Definitely a screamer, which I am sure had my neighbor beating his. Amar chandana ki gand mar raha tha aur usane chandana ko kaha madarchod sali kutiya aur usane chandana ke gand pe ek jor ka chata mar diya satakkkk. chandana boli aabe harami mar mat. Amar bola fir kya teri puja karu kya randi chal hila aapani gand aur ek jor ka lafa mar diya satakkk. sab log zor zor se hasane lage. chandana boli meri yaha gand fat rahi hai aur tum sab hans rahe ho. bhushan aage aake chandana ke boobs dabate bola to mummy aap aapani gand kyu nahi hilati. chandana boli ye lo. "So, is this going anywhere?"I decided to tell the truth."I have no idea. We hit a rough patch a little while ago, but it looks like we're on the mend."Mom smiled and said "true love will always win out".The Angus House was the most expensive restaurant in our small town. By the time we got there my sisters were flocked around CeCe like mice to the pied piper. My youngest sister, eleven years old, was holding her hand and had a genuine case of hero worship.She punched my arm."The girls tell me.