Pinki wasie lund choosne me thoda virodh karti hai,lekin ek to aaj excited thi,phir daru aur uske man ka lund ,who to pagal se ho gayee thi aur prasan... ka lund ko lekar choosne lagi.prasant bhi lund chosane ka maza le raha tha bola bhabhi aap bahut sundar ho ,aap bahut acha lund choostee ho.main aur pooja ab 69 me agayee the,main pooja ki choot chat rahe the joki bahut gili ho chuki thi aur mujhe uska swad bahut acha lag raha tha aur uski mahak mujhe pagal bana rahi thi.main upni poori jeebh. What I meant to say was: Go fuck yourself."That's better."So, what are we doing here?"More Master PC stuff, only with shorter segments, along with the ability to branch off in a different direction on the very probable chance of us getting bored and cutting our losses at a specific part in one of these stories in order to take another route."I've said it once, and I'll say it again. This place is fuckin' dope."Not to mention, other people can also add their own branch to one of our stories, or. " I enter the room almost cautiously, being careful to make sure the door behind me stays closed. I take off my coat and deposit it on a chair near the door. Glancing about the room I see him seated in his chair behind the desk, grading papers or some such. He doesn't look up at me. I walk over and stop in front of the desk. "Sir?" I question.Still looking at the papers, he addresses me. "Go sit down in one of the chairs over there. I'll be with you in a moment." Feeling both a bit uneasy and. I nearly lost it when she breathed into my ear, nibbling on the lobe, "Iknow all sorts of fun spells from my parents' spellbook," she saidsoftly. "They were real dirty in the bedroom." I--I dunno," I breathed pathetically, my hips bucking a bit. "C-Canyou...uh...m-make your breasts bigger?"I was afraid, in the heat of the moment, that I'd offended her, but as Iheard her whisper more of those nonsensical syllables and, almostimmediately, felt soft flesh growing against my arm. I looked down.