Aapne kar diya he mujhe besharm.Kesi baate karte ho. Kuch bhi bolte ho.Achchi baate hi kar raha hu. Socho jab apko puri tarah dekhunga to kesa lagega....lush karte hue. Shut up siddhu. Aisa kuch ni hone wala. Wese bhi mujhe sab pata he ki tumhari kitni gf he.Kai gf he, but aap jesi koi nahi.Me tumhari gf nahi hu. Tumhare dost ki mom hu.Gf nahi ho to jab me brake laga raha tha tab tumne mujhe daata kyu nahi.Tum maante kaha ho.Arre ek baar bas apko puri tarah dekh lu, ek dum nude.Chup karo yaar,. "I need to tell you something." It was almost like I was being scolded, the way she said it. But I braced myself for something else, something like "goodbye." After all, she had a life, and she was young. She was everything I wasn't, and had all the things I didn't. I took a deep breath and nodded."I'm moving in here with you," she said, holding my eyes with hers, "and I'm taking care of you."A thousand thoughts raced through me. Brian and Gina, along with Stan Rosenfeld, had already arranged. The husbands, it was rumoured, had not complaints – they could fuck whichever other wife they liked during her “working months” and their own wives would come home glowing and horny – or pregnant. I read that in primitive societies polygamy was more common that not. Another strange but related fact is that the male penis is of a shape to pump the sperm of competing males out of a vagina. Finally, that the female orgasm only seems to happen after extended or multiple couplings. All these primal. "Use the mat."He swung me around with one jerk of his hand. My erect dick completelyexposed, facing David. I felt the heel of Sojorn's shoe on my ass as hestraigtened out his leg with a shove. I was sent across the hall andlanded on my back, on the floor a foot away from David. My stiff cockwas pointing straight up. I half opened my mouth. He raised his filthymuddy rubber boots that have stepped through horse dung all morning. Thecaked excrement mixed with horse piss and soiled dirt half.