Bhumika: sir please sir pleaseBharti: please sir, our faces will also be there and we will not show it to any one promise Bhumika: pakka promise sir a...d I was not very sure about the promise that they were making but who cares, their faces are also there, they’ll obviously not upload it on youtube, so I agreedBharti: lets start over again and sir this time please give a good response and went out of the door then I decided with Bhumika that both of us will stand up, she will swing my penis up. I ... came and came. It felt like ... I don't know. I can't put it into words." That's okay," I said. "The greatest poets in the world have tried, with limited success."Theresa blushed. "The French call it 'the little death, ' but I never felt so alive."Brian seemed to be enjoying it too. He was moaning quite loudly."After he came, and his ... cock went limp, I collapsed on top of him, and tried to kiss him. But his mouth was slack and his eyes were blankly staring. There was no pulse." That. He noted the raised beer glass down the bar from where he was standing, raised it was, in the universal signal for needed service. He put down his towel and headed toward the well-dressed club member’s location.“Mister Hanson, need another one,” he said.“Yes, Randall my man that would be a very big affirmative,” said Carlton Hanson. The bartender turned to fulfill the request.Returning he placed the glass in front of the customer and smiled.“Randall, how’s business here these days. I mean since. Abby opened the front door and stepped outside into the cool, crisp evening air, hoping that would ease her frustration. There had been so much stress, drama, and emotional turmoil of late in her life to last a lifetime, she didn’t just want his touch, and she felt that she needed it. His touch always fixed her when she felt that the world had broken her. Abby paced in her yard, trying to convince herself to go into the house and call him, the same routine she had done for many nights in a row.