A cloud of dust chasing themI am in shock.I cannot move.Did you weep for the childrenthat lost their dear loved ones?Did you pray for the ones who don...t know?Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubbleand sob for the ones left below?They kept playing the footage of the second plane crashing into the tower. They kept showing images of people leaping to their deaths. They kept showing the terror stricken faces of the survivors. ENOUGH! I turned the television off.Did you burst out. ” Catherine laid Sarah on her back at the edge of the mattress and opened her legs. “Don’t worry, he’s got a perfect dick for you. It’s not some monster like a billy club, just a nice six or seven inches with good width,” she said to Sarah. I stepped up and rubbed my dick up and down Sarah’s slit to get lubricated then press my tip against her opening. There was a lot of resistance so I pulled back, knelt down and licked some more and got a lot of spit just at her entrance.. Was listening to Neon Moon from Brooks & Dunn and because I’m nowhere close to a scene like this in my RP’s, I decided to write it myself. I haven’t written a store by myself in forever. I am using lines from the song in this!WARNING, it’s a sad and short Drarry one-shot, no happy ending. I might make a happy ending, because I do have an idea for. Niki ne prachi ko bhi bataya plan.Me 9 baje mere dost ke ghar gaya to prachi darwaje pr hi thi mera wait or rahi thi. Mujhe dekhkar wo sharmakr ghar ke andar bhag gayi. Mene bike park ki aur ghar ke andar ghus gaya aur door laga diya. Me kitchen me gaya.Wo mere taraf peeth karke khadi thi. Mene kaha,Me- kya hua?Prachi- abhi hua kaha he?Me- to kya me haa samjhu?Prachi- tumhe na kon karega?Mene pichese usko pakad liya aur uske gardan ko kiss karne laga. Salwar me prachi kya kayamat dha rahi thi.