Phir woh thoda soch kar boli theek hai main tumhe apni choot dikha doongi par meri ek shart hogi.yeh suntey hi mere man mein khushi key mummey(laddo) ...hutney lagey,phir maine pucha kaisi shart?usney kaha main tumhe apni choot dikhaongi agar tumne kisi ko bata diya to isliye tumhe bhi apna lund dikhana padega,yeh suntey hi maine man may kaha “haan kyon nahin kabhi bin badal key baarish hui hai,aaj to yeh zaroor mujhse chudegi”maine ussey kaha mujhey sharam aaegi usney kaha koi sharam ki baat. It had been weeks since I'd last seen you, I said goodnight and told you to dream of me.I shrug into my coat and tie the belt, grabbing my overnight bag, I make my way down to the parking garage and get into my car. It's going to be a big drive but the thought of you laying in that bed by yourself is too much for me to resist and I didn't waste any time making up my mind. I spend the hours with thoughts of you running through my mind, how I'd been teasing you with pics that day, distracting you. Eventually, three beautiful naked young men entered the room, followed by Barry, who was fully clothed. The three stood around me, commenting on my appearance, my position, and depravity. One then closed one of my hands around his penis, urging me to live up to my reputation. Another began to slap my bottom, lightly at first, but quickly getting harder. He moved a dressing mirror in place, so that I could see the results of his efforts. The third lightly took my semi-stiff cock in one hand,. I exploded onto my tissue. I loved having orgasms. I loved that feeling with my tightening balls that made me feel as though I was a volcano bound to erupt. I slid on a new pair of boxers, got dressed, and went downstairs.Getting ready was the worst part of the day.*****I walked into my house and ran upstairs, throwing my backpack on my bed. I peeked out my window and looked at Kate walking into hers. My phone started vibrating in my pocket, and for a second I liked it but I knew I had to take.