Tyrone handed me a special Virginia Slim cigarette and said to take a deep hit of that "shit." I did, of course. It went right to my head. They laughe... and said that I was a good girl. I finished the cigarette. They said I looked ready for action. Tyrone handed me my package of regular cigarettes, my lighter and a glass of bourbon and opened the door. I took a deep breath, picked up my little fur purse, and thought to myself why am I hesitating? This is what I was born to be, a motel whore. I. I carried a cup of it into the bathroom with me, while I brushed my teeth and showered. I managed to get into my bra, panties, thermal suit, jeans and a funky sweater before Cheryl knocked on the door. But I only beat her by a couple of minutes." You about ready?" she asked."Just need to put on my parka and hood. I'll get my bike started and meet you in the front parking lot." I said it very much aware that Cheryl acted exactly like she had the morning before we had slept together. She had been. Dad – “lagta hai kafi thak gai ho …aaj bahut choda kya?”Mom – “puchiye mat aaj to jabardast chudai hui hai …aage piche har jagah se chuda hai”Etna kah kar mom ne apni nighty uttar di aur nagi ho kar dad ke pass aake let gain…Dad – “lagta hai kal ki sari kasar aaj puri kar li…..jo aaj etni chudai karaai”Mom – “such mein aaj jaake pura maza mila hai,aaj to chudne mein maza aagaya. Eni chudai ke baad bhi man nahi bhara hai ……..abhi to apne pyaare pati se jo chudwana hai… ”Dad – “ajaa meri jaan. Now his hands started moving over my night dress, he fondled my breasts over the dress, my nipples had become erect in anticipation of the pleasure. He caught them between his fingers and tweaked them mercilessly, I moaned out loudly. He started roughly trying to remove my dress and nearly tore it. I removed it on my own to prevent any further damage. Mishraji was busy kissing me all over my face. He removed my hair pin and my long hair cascaded down. I helped Mishraji in removing his Kurta and.