. richa neche se uski chut chat rhi thi.. meghna jor jor se moan kr rhi thi.. aur kh rhi thi.. didi aurr jorrrrrr se kro mza a rha hai…aaahhhhhhaahh...hhh jor se chato na didi… kuch der asie hi richna ne meghna ko chusa… phir mene uski chut mei apna lund dal ne ki koshis ki.. par jaise vmera lund andar gaya… vo jor se chila padi.. aur uski chut se khoon ane lge.. mei ruka nai aur jor jor se jhatke dene lga.. vo chila rahi thi aur ro bhi rahi thi mene uski aur dekha aur use kiss karne laga richa. Our server was probably in his mid-thirties and had a pleasant personality. Diane was in a frisky mood and practically chugged her drink and began looking around for our server. She saw him at another table and waved him over. “Are you ready to order?” he asked as he approached. His eyes wandered over Diane’s exposed chest area as her boob continued to jiggle from the effort to gain his attention. ‘No,” Diane blurted out. “I need another drink before we order.” “Sir?” He was looking at my. " "Who's mad this world the way it is?!" "Boys!" "Why are witches girls? What would *Boys* do with that kinda power?!" "You're right!" Deana said, getting caught up in the revival meeting atmosphere. "It's our duty to make a girl outta him! For the sake of the world!" "Amen, Sister; amen."*** "You're sure?" Deana, later, was having second thoughts. "Do cartoons get hurt?" Dinah told her. "We're not cartoons." Deana said, looking at Ellis's door. "...yet." "E-l, Lis, one of your little friends. Clarke!”“Naked?” she teased.“You remember what I said? I will never say ‘no’ to you. Ever.”“Despite your belief that nobody can commit irrevocably to sex?”“I could, in theory, change my mind, but short of Eduardo telling you not to ask, I can’t see it happening, and if he tells you not to ask, then I’m not going back on my commitment.”“You know I can’t ask at this point. Not since he and I are living together.”“Which is your choice, Belgium. One I respect.”We left the head table and went to get.