’ ‘John, a literary tradition may be as binding as a handbook of biology. There isn’t much leeway for the authors of a ghost story. Apparently, ...hosts preserve the semblance of the dead, and cannot sire with women – if they do, they employ human semen wilily collected, and the children aren’t the ghosts’ exact replicas, but resemble their human parents.’ ‘Perhaps the author of the story was so reckless as to write a ghost story without reading any beforehand.’ ‘Good point, but the five ghosts. I was just walking down the street not really thinking about much at all when I realized a car pacing me, when I glanced over there he was smiling petting his big bad trouser snake. He said come on get in I really have a big load for you, you cum sucking bitch. I tried to ignore him as I did the louder he got saying I told you when you sucked me dry that you were mine so come on get in because if you don't I'll have to feed you right here on the side walk like it or not! As he pulled over I. "I'm cumming, Gunjan," Atharva roared, not caring if his other daughter heard or not. "I'm cumming!" Gunjan choked as the first thick stringy wad of her father's cum spurted into her mouth. She swallowed, gulping at his spewing cock. More cum shot from his piss-slit, filled her cheeks and oozed down her throat. She tried swallowing it as fast as it spurted from his cockhead. "Keep suckin'," Atharva bellowed. "Don't stop! Suck! Suck!" He was out of his skull. His balls burst again and his prick. Main college chali gi.fir sayam ko uska phone aya mummy na phone uthaya usnay phone kat deya.2 mint baad fir keya fir mummy na uthaya wo gusay ma tha usnay bena kuch sochay mummy ko bol deya rosi ko bulao. To mummy bole tum kon ho rosi sa kya baat karoi ha.to wo bola ke randi ke maa hokar etnay sawal puchte ha ja rosi ko bula ka la.mummy na mujha phone day deya.usnay keha ka ab hum dono ka resta khatam or phone rakh deya.main ronay lagi mummy na pucha kya baat ha to mainay sabkuch bata.