Usne sadi nevel ke niche se bandh rakhi thi our jab vo chal rahi thi to uski back side backless blaus hone ki vajase kya kayamat dha rahi thi vo pani ...eke aai our pucha ghar dhoondh ne me koi pare sani to nahi hui me ne kaha dear me isi saher me raheta hu kya paresani hoti phir usne kaha well kya piyoge tea coffy ya some coldrinks me ne kaha dear aaj me tumko pine ke mood me hu to vo ek mithi si mus kan ke sath aapni aankhe bandh ki our apne hoth aage kiye our kaha lo dear pilo it’s very hot. I can tell by the way his fingers are tangled in my hair, the sharpness of his breath, that sure or not, he’s willing. “I’ll be quick,” I whisper and bite hard into his bottom lip, before sinking to my knees in front of him.As I coax his cock free of his jeans several books on a shelf above us shift.“Shit,” Josh says quietly, trying to pull away.I look up to see a cat, as tattered and dusty as the books, staring down at us from the very top shelf. I giggle and try to shoo it away. That cat. He took me to the kitchen and there followed this unbelievable fucking lesson on how to cook his shit and how to serve him at the table. He’s so fucking anal about shit you won’t believe it. You’ll see, if the stupid fuck lives. Everything had to be just so, his food perfectly cooked, nothing burned or even singed, the temps just right, the whole shit. Like I said, unbelievable. But I did get good at it, at least. The last two weeks he didn’t have to spank me, any. I’m a hell of a cook now, at. ”There was one other kid at the bus stop – Sam introduced him as Ben. He was a sophomore, and Noah and Sam were both in middle school. The same bus served the middle and high schools, so Sam, Noah, and my sister Annie got on with us. I took an empty seat across the aisle from Noah, which gave me an opportunity to discreetly check out his feet – ever since I was 11 or so, I had found guys’ bare feet a huge turn-on, although I didn’t really understand why.My view of Noah’s feet was blocked when a.