Uski ek frnd thi jo mujhe bahut chahati thi vo aksar mujhe call krti thi aur mujhse bahut baat keri thi mein bhi normally baat krta tha. Ek din mera e... frnd mere ghar aaya aur vo mere ghar pr mere saath ruk gaya raat me uska (girl) ka caal aaya aur meine apne frnd ko de diya baat krne k liye aur bol diya ki usse bol de ki mein soo rha hu usne usse baat kr k caal kaat di aur mujhse bolne lga ki vo mujhe bahut chahati hai .To meine apne frnd se bola mazak mat kro aur kabhi usko dekha hai vo kitni. I looked her beautiful pink vaginal lips which shimmered with a mixture of her own natural juices and my saliva. Maureen became more comfortable and took my stiff cock into her warm mouth, sucking on it for a while. I had to gently push her away when I felt myself ready to come. I didn't want to end it before it began. I pushed her back down on the bed, waiting a moment until I felt the sensation of my impeding orgasm to pass, and then lay on top of her. Again she stiffen with nerousness. She. We all agreed that ‘You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feeling’ should be on one side, but Jim and Glenn reckon ‘I’ve Got You Babe’ is just too corny.”“Discussion? Is that what you call it?” Glenn Wheatley said. “It was a full blown argument, you just couldn’t see the point that Jim and I were making. Every time I hear that song, I think of those goof balls Sonny and Cher. Will and Megan do a much better job than the original, but it’s still a fucking goofy song.”“Discussion, argument, it doesn’t matter,”. I wait in my place.Upon the floor.For her to rise,Wanting to see her breastsBounce back,Full and round and firmAs balloons ascendingInto Heaven above.ANDROGYNOUS PARADEIn the parade,An androgynous face,Like a girl'sAnd a boy's,So feminineAnd masculineIt's impossible to sayWhich he or she may be;Although the mustacheAnd goatee suggestBalls,The buoyant breastsBouncy and full,Despite the line of hairIn the cleavage between the two,IndicateOva,And there is no wayTo tell,For he or she wears.