” Jason sprinted to the building and up the stairs. “Phyllis,” he called, panting to catch his breath. “You’d better come with me. There’s...some major bullshit going on outside.” He picked up his wallet and she followed him outside.“Oh, my goodness,” she exclaimed as she approached the scene.Jason pulled his driver’s license from his wallet and handed it to the lieutenant. The cop eyed it and him. “All right, all right -- stand down,” he shouted. “Release the kid.”The cop standing over Daymon. . Ritu ke muh se mmm… Ki aawaj aa rahi thi. Thodi der baad ritu di di ne jor lagana band kr diya or wo shant ho gyi.. Ab chetan ritu ke upar let ke aaram se uske hotho ko chus tha. Didi ki aankhe bnd thi..Or wo bhi chetan ke hotho ko chus rhi thi.. M sb dek ke bda haran tha or sath hi sath mujhe ajeeb sa bi lag raha tha..Maine dekha ke jb chetan ritu ke upar leta hua tha to ritu didi ke boobs chetan ki chest se dbe hua the or chetan ki puri body meri didi ki body ke upar thi..Chetan mje se uske. Although I found that a little sad, all this sex talk aroused me even further, and I was aware of my cock continuing to fatten, and, incredibly, continuing to grow, straight down, without actually being stiff. I had never felt like this before. My cock already felt like it was a foot long, and could grow without limit, as if the gentle but persistent force of gravity was pulling it from my body. I was well aware, too, and delighted in the thought, that some people were probably observing all. I kept sucking, wanting all of his creamy load... baffled at why so many girls said this was disgusting (obviously they'd never tasted themselves... yeesh). No doubt about it, the taste of creamy, salty semen was way better than the usually strong-odoured, sometimes fishy, pussy juice. One full load and I was addicted to man-cum. One text and I was addicted to black cock. One evening and I loved being on my knees. One taste of black cock and I was no longer straight. I kept sucking his cock.