“Michael, can you hear me?” a doctor asked.I took Jennifer’s hand as I clumsily answered, “Yes.”She squeezed my hand and said, “I love you... Michael.”“I know,” I said, moving to take the oxygen mask off my mouth.“Uh-uh-uh, leave that on, Mister Thomas,” the same doctor said moving it back in place. “Do you know what happened to you?”I cleared my throat and said, “I felt faint for a split second ... then, I woke up here. I thought I ... I thought I may have over-exerted myself somehow.”“All of. Or phir mere upar agayi oue uski chut mere lund par ragadne lagi or mujse boly kesa lagraha hey? me bola muje kus honlaga he or mery bhabhi hasne lagi.dosto isse pehle mene kbhibhi sex nahiiKiya tha mery bhabhi esehi 5minit tak ragadti rahi jasse mera lund wapas 8inch ka ho gaya wo mere pero pr beith gayi or mere shart ko nikaldiya or fir wo mera purabadan chumne lagi kus der ke bad usne mera pent uteardiya or under wear ko bhi nakal diya or mere lund ko shuk karne laga our badme usne mera lund. My fingertips glide up her soft skin while pushing her shirt up and off of her, letting it drop to the floor. Bending down behind her, my lips find the small of her back. My fingertips tracing the tattoo on her side while my mouth makes its way up her spine with my tongue dragging along her skin. I make my way back up to her neck and turn her to face me. With the moonlight shining on her, she looks like a vision from the best of dreams.Our lips meet in a passionate kiss, our tongues dancing. The picture was only her chin and lipstick mouth and a sweet snub nose. She wrote that she's looking for a sensible, dominant man to explore the world and have a nice fuck :) She was obviously around 23 years old and liked to be a devoted girl whenever possible. As she lived in a small town that was not too often, she had told me later. Being in men and living there was already hard enough. So I chatted with her a while, said I am like 1h away, would love to meet. She sounded super sweet and.