Jese wo gita ko dekha to uska chehera utar gaya or wo mere taraf udas hoke dekha to mene usko ek smile de di to wo phir bhi samaj nehi paya.kuch time ...ad ham log uske room pe aagaye. Jese ham room me pahanche deb ne mujhe pucha ye koun hay to mene boldiya ki ye meri nanad hay to wo bol ne laga ki usko kyun leke aye.Phir mene haske usko bola ki mere raja tension mat lo ham to bas apke diwani hay aj ham dono apkp jannat ki ser karwange. Ye sun ke deb ne to khusi se pagal hogay or gita ke samne hi. We don't see or hear anything that is happening inside but her pupils have almost disappeared from her sockets, all we can see are the whites of her eyes. Jack has left the bottle in her ass, about three inches still sticking out and he now smacks the bottom of the bottle and gets it all in. Fuck, good job she was tied down or she would have flown through the wall. Ben has kept on fisting and now she comes, she juices all over his hand. He rips his hand out and she screams. He slaps her butt. “In high school. Junior year. We went to a mostly white high school, so the girls…were always a bit afraid of us. Gave it up like clockwork to the lily white athletes, avoided the black theater gods.”They laughed and Chuck said, “Darla. Darla McPherson. We were at a dance and she said, ‘Come on.’ She was tall and red-headed and busting out all over, flawless white boobs almost spilling out of her gown, so I just said, ‘Oh hell yeah.’ She pushed me in a closet in a back part of the place and. And the worst part, she said, was that she might have gone to bed with him had they been on a date. But being forced was so wrong. “Did you think I was trying to force you into anything tonight?” “No, that’s no it. My shrink tells me that it is a reaction to a perceived situational loss of control. I’m good if I initiate things, and better if I have total control. But my mind melts down when someone else initiates. And it’s not just sex; it’s major parts of my life. I’m getting better. I need.