’ Shelley looked around anxiously while she circled the larger than life statue of Abraham Lincoln, but nobody there resembled what she knew of Neil... It had been a while since she was there, and after a few trembling moments, she remembered she had to go downstairs. As promised, under the trash can right by the Ladies’ Room was an envelope marked ‘To Shelley, From Neil.’ Opening it, she read: DO NOT THROW THIS AWAY. YOU ARE BEING FOLLOWED. GO INTO THE CAPITOL AND WANDER AROUND A WHILE, LEAVING. To ab mai apni story start karta hun mai unke saath hi skulmein jaata tha unke skul mein jitne bhi mard the vo sab meri maa ko buri nazarose dekhte the aur kai to unko upar niche haath bhi laga dete the ek din humskul mein jaa rhe the us din meri maa ne white color i saadi pehni thi aur lalrang ki bra jo unke blouse se saaf dikh rahi thi sab log unhe aise dekh rhe theki jaise sadak par hi chod denge humare skul k do teacher bhi unhe dekh karpagal huye jaa rhe tha humBus stop par bus ka intezar. I reach for her face and turn her head towards me. Her mouth finds mine as I gently push myself deeper inside her. She moans into my mouth and I thrust my tongue inside her. I push into her again, a little harder this time. She kisses me with such a force that I become lost in the wonderful feeling of her ass on my cock and her labored breath in my mouth. I want to rip her in half with all my lust. My memory stirs and I am reminded of a time when it was always like this. It feels the same being. I lower my face between her legs, kissing her down her thigh and then her “Special area” she moans intensely as I run my tongue over her vagina.“That’s better…”I close my eyes and continue my assault, before finally pushing my tongue all the way inside her. She screams loudly than ever before, using her right hand to force me deeper inside. She tasted like honey. Sweet, sweet honey. I lick and suck her as hard and as fast as I can, hearing her scream.“G-God! CHRIS!” (Sam’s POV)This is.