. but 1st day ki shyam ko sabko niche prayer k lie bulaega magar main sahil nhi gae or humari sports teacher se banti bhi thi to hume tension bhi nahi...thi humne nisha ko bhi rok lia upar hi fir hum unke room me gae or sahil ne gaane challa die. Sahil- chalo isha dance karteNisha- nahi aaj nahi kar saktiMain- kar na yaar kyun drame kar rahi haiNisha- nahi kar sakti samjha karoSahil- kyun nhi kar saktiNisha- nahi bta saktiHum dono- kyu humne bahut pucha usne nahi btaya hume kam se kam rk ghanta. Shilpa just winked, it’s only for reception party she said.Shilpa sat in the chair wearing a kurta and jeans she had worn for lunch. The barber started cutting her hair in steps from shoulder to mid-back. After a shampoo and blowdry. She was looking exactly like the heroine in her magazine she showed me earlier.The barber cleaned up and left. We were both alone once again. I started running my hand in her hair. Then I got an idea and opened my jeans to take out my dick. I rubbed my dick in. ” I slid under the covers beside her, letting out a yawn of my own before leaning in to give her a quick kiss. “Oh yeah, are you gonna…” She yawned again, “…give it to me? I… want… you… to…” She nodded off, much to my relief, so I clicked the lamp off and joined her.I faded into consciousness to find the girls dressing around me, giving me quite the show. My morning wood stuck prominently from the covers. “Morning bro.” Elizabeth said with a wink. “We’re about to head to the beach if you want. What does that tell you? Anyhow, I learned early in this life that the only person I could count on was myself. I grew up to be a six-foot-two, heavyset man with caramel skin, curly black hair and pale green eyes. In the eyes of the world I am mixed, but I consider myself totally black. When bigoted cops stop me and give me a ticket for driving under the speed limit, I know it’s because I am of partial African descent. Since they give me a full ticket instead of half of one, why not embrace my.