For one full minute while I kept talking. Heightening the anticipation for both Cary and me.Without further warning, I bent over, pulled my briefs do...n and off my ankles, stood up, and tossed the briefs in Cary’s face.“What are you doing?” she laughed. “Are these mine to keep? Haha!”“No you give those back to me,” I laughed. “No souvenirs.”She kept holding them out from me as I was grabbing unsuccessfully for them with my growing cock swinging wildly from side to side. This went on for a. (Main to mann me ye sab kuch soch ke pagal ho rahi thi. Meri chut(yoni/pussy/vagina) poori geeli ho chuki thi. Itna paani mere neeche se kabhi nahi nikla tha. Bas mujhe kuch bhi karke iske saath chudai (fucking) karni thi)Swati: Aisi baate sun kar mujhe sharam aa rahi hai. Kuch-kuch aur bhi ho raha hai.Charan: Hum dono ke beech me kya sharam? Aap to mera sab kuch dekh hi chuke ho bachpan me. Kuch ho raha hai ka kya matlab?Swati: Chhote bachhe the tab tum. Ab bada hua hoga.Charan: Haa wo to hai.. I know a lot of you readers out there will think, 'OMG, Mariel has gone a little too far this time', but guys, it's true, you see, we can trace all our peculiar traits down to hormonal imbalances, which also include emotional instability, our bodies convincing us we no longer look beautiful, so we need cuddling and constant attention, and for some women, physical love is emotional love, a good fuck is another way of telling us you love us, ask any pregnant teenager why she opened her legs.Now. You are in my dreams as well. I think about the day I met you, when I looked up from the bench I was sitting at to see you standing in front of me. Every time I go to that place, I look at the bench and smile and wonder. All the plans we had, you even moved into a bigger place so we could "play" without theinterruptions of neighbors. I often wonder what my life would have been like if I would not have ran away. Would I still be in this lifestyle, or would I have eventually grown sick of it and.