I didn't want him touching me, but I didn't stop him.I looked at the lines, two of them, long and thin and waiting for me. He held gently, but his han... gripped my shoulder. He pushed me down, not really forcing me so much as insisting. I looked at him and then back down, and if this was the only way to get my pills...I snorted the first line, doing it quickly, inhaling sharply so that the white powder went deep in my nose, into my nasal cavity. It stung a little, which surprised me and I jerked. "W-what?" I stammered."Don't give me that innocent look," she said sternly, "my girlfriends have been giving you the eye all afternoon and you've totally ignored them."It was true that three of her friends have been over that afternoon in their skimpy outfits to take advantage of the late summer sun, but I had tried to keep out of their way."You've been giving them that sultry look you're so good at," she said, "then you leave them all hot at bothered." What are you on about?" I inquired, "I've. In the brief afterglow of the sensation, she could feel her nipples hardening even more between the hard vise of his fingers.Lifting herself with her legs, she jerked away from his hand. She had raised herself almost completely away from his hard-on and when she fell back on it, her brother-in-law's cock buckled at the middle in a brief moment of agonizing pressure. Then the greased cylinder stiffened and shot into her with even greater force than before."Unnngghh!" Valerie moaned. She grabbed. Ma bare bare kakiye uthchhilo uriiii ishhhhh.. Lagchhe Shankar Pisherrr ishh ki jore kamod dichhen uufh errrr. Pishe aro beshi uttejito haye Mar mai chuste suru kore dilo, Ma bale uthlo amar….okhane sur suri hachee…. Thakte parchhii um ma goo….. Ishhhh . Shankar Pishe eibaar tar nabhite jibh ghor,o kichhukhan Mar guder upore mukh ta ene chosa suru korlo. Majhe majhe guder kowa duto ke kamde dite suru korlo, guder bhogankur ta ke mukhe dhore chosa suru kore dilo. Ma bale uthloo Shankar Pishe.