Reena mere paas aai.Reena-yaar ab kya hoga…Ab tk to sab theek tha.Tum mujhe roj sath sula kr pyar krte the.Spni wife ki tarah rakhte the.Magar ab to...��.Raj-yaar daro mat….Sab hoga..Tum manij k sath so jana…Fir mere sath aa jana….OkHum kuchh der baat krte rahe.Reena msnoj se khush nahin thi.Wo meri god mein sir rakh kr leti hui thi.Reena-yaar manoj mujh ko santushth nahin kr pata….Baki to wo theek hai..Tum bahut maza dete ho..Ekdum nichod dete ho.Mujhe aisa hi hero pasand hai.Raj-mood kharab mat. By the time we went off to different colleges I could get him off twice a session, with a blowjob in between and I discovered that I was seriously multi-orgasmic.Of course he was lying about being faithful to me. But that didn’t matter because I wasn’t planning on being faithful to him.Growing up I had spent a lot of time in dance training. Dance was good for me. It had turned my butt into a big ball of muscle and my hips, legs and stomach were rock solid. I had finally reached my full height. When she investigated, she realised it was the bullet. So she cleaned off her scalpel and washed the blade in peroxide. She sliced the skin and gently pried the ball out.She did wonder if the ball had damaged either of the long bones in his lower leg, but the leg had not swelled significantly. She filled the new wound with paste and put a large sticky plaster over it. She had found it in the kit that Ty had tossed her. She loved these new inventions. She washed the burnt skin and the open wound. "Do you really think ill be able to go to school like this, mum?" said Sarah looking up at her mum with her brown poo smeared face."I'm having a meeting with your principal on Monday to discuss the matter, but I don't think it should be a problem." Awesome mum!, I can't wait, it's going to be so cool."It was Carol's greatest wish for her daughter to be able to openly wear her mothers poo on her face wherever she went. So far Claire had with her mother's help, played a season of junior softball.