“Three years in college and you haven’t had a drink,” Jonathan says. “Damn.” I roll my eyes. “Twenty bucks you won’t be able to finish t...e glass,” Aaron says, playfully punching me. I take the glass from him, and take another sip. I cough. “This is disgusting,” I choke. “It tastes good, eventually,” Jonathan winks at me. My heart skips. I take another drink and let it burn as it goes down. I hold my breath and swallow the rest, tipping the last drop into my mouth. “I think I’m going to be. Is tarah main usse muth marwane laga aur mami ki chut/gaand ungali se chodta raha. Bich-bich mein mami kar rahi thi kyoki unko khub maza aaraha tha dusari taraf dhara mere lund ki malish kar rahi thi mujhe bhi khub maza aa raha tha. 10minute baad mere lund ne jhatke marne shuru kiye aur fir virya ki moti dhar mami ke pet par ja giri aur lagatar 7-8 baar lund se virya ki pichhkari nikali main aanand mein mami ki chut par muh karke let gaya, ye dekh dhara boli bhai kya hua? Ye tumhara su-su aisa. "I fell asleep listening to television dialogue. I woke up with lots of leg room.I was welcomed into their house, but it was a very small house. I was grateful for the couch in their livingroom. But it was weird to land into a female household, even if it was just the two of them. There was just the one bathroom. I found room for my toothbrush, but all my shaving supplies I kept in my kit for lack of room.The weirdest thing was having to adjust--adjust myself!--to the rather casual dress code. V. Dkhne ka natak kr rha tha wo bs mere boobs ko dekhe ja rha tha maine mann bna liya tha ki manas se seedhe seedhe ppoochungiHum dono ne khana khaya nd hum dono baithe t.V. Dekh rhe the achanak se light chli gyi to manas wahi rrelax hoke lett gyaMe- manas ek baat poochu tmseManas- ha chachi poochiyeMe- sach sach btana manasManas -ha poochiye na apMe- aj subah tmne kitchen me kya dekha thaManas-kch nhii chachiMe- jhooth na bolo tmne kch dekha nd usk baad tmhare kamre se awaz aa rhi thi ahh.