Music was blasting through Raghu’s apartment door and I had to knock several times. Finally, Raghu opened the door and held up a finger for me to wa...t. He turned back into the apartment and announced, “The entertainment’s here.Get the groom ready!” More yells from inside followed. Raghu curled his finger for me to step inside. His living room was full of men. Beer cans were everywhere and an X-rated video was on the VCR. In the center of the room was a good-looking guy sitting in a desk chair,. The cold water feels strange on your cock, but it does nothing to diminish your erection. The thought of the beautiful, helpless teen struggling and drowning below has given you an indestructible hard-on. Only Lisa's tightness can quench it. You reach the bottom of the tank. Her eyes lock with yours. You can see in her eyes that this girl is beyond terror. She feels so many darkly magnificent things: the unendurable certainty of her own death, the horror at having been murdered and. His hair was still the color of darkest night — untouched by gray after all he’d been through. His eyes were still as black as ever, and he used them to intimidate his enemies when necessary. He still had hard, athletic muscles that covered his six-foot, three-inch frame, and he was blessed with the physical strength that had carried him through life. Looking in the car mirror, however, he could see that his face had hardened, had lost its easy friendliness. Perhaps he had changed more than he. Could I actually perform the act with a man watching from only two feet away?Every muscle in my body tensed with anticipation. My heart thundered as my fingers danced a tattoo down my tummy then slipped into the slick seam separating my swollen lips. Gathering some of the copious lubrication, I set my hesitant fingertips to circling my clit, and even through my embarrassment, I marveled at how rigid, how painfully sensitive it was. The "V" at the top of my furrow was so engorged with arousal.