"Just shut the Fuck up!"My cock was no where near at attention anymore! The thought of something bad is about to happen, I just know it!"Well, today y...u are paying for those mistakes!" "I had to take out the trash!" "Plus to top it all off, I stepped in dog shit, bare footed!!!" "So, YES, I am pissed!!" My mind is reeling now! Just then I heard the door bell ring? "Saved by the bell!"Who could/would that be??? I heard the front door open and then laughter?? I couldn't make out who it was? It. Maannn. Maaannnnzoooooor hai. Ab aur zoor se chode…”Mere itna kahte hi usne apni speed badha di. Woh mujhe zoor-zoor se chood rha tha. Mai aur zoor se siskiya lene lagi.“aaaahhhhh aaaaaahhhh. Kyaaaa baaaaat hai uuuuhhhhhh mazaaaaa aaa gyaaaaa aaaahhhhh . Uuuuhhhh maaaa. Itna bada lund maine pahale kabhi nahi andar liya. Aaaaahhhh uuuuuiiiiii uuuuhhhhh. Uuuufffff…”“hahahaha. Bhabhi. Ab aadat daal lo. Ab toh yeh lund apki choot ke andar hi rahne wala hai”Varun mujhe kareeb 20 min tak aise. I wore "granny" shoes and laces. It was what my parents could afford and it wasn't "in style" of the time. I was also well aware that my southern accent in central Iowa was considered "Hillbilly," especially when everyone knew we had moved into the area from a hill town in Kentucky coal country my freshman year.We'd moved to a small town south of I-80 in central Iowa to a farm. We were fifteen or so miles east of Des Moines. The high school population was about three-hundred and fifty students. She ran her forefinger up and down in the wet, pink channel.Laura reached over and loosened the tie of Trina's robe, pulling it open, looking at her peerless breasts. Then she slid down off the bed to her knees, between Trina's thighs. She looked up into Trina's face, then extended her tongue until it grazed the swollen labia of Trina's open pussy."Ah!" Trina gasped."What if she isn't asleep, and you start to come?" Laura asked softly.Trina panted softly. "She must be." How do you know?"Laura's.