" Cassie played up the scene for the audience'sbenefit. "In fact, you're so smart that even though you know your nameis Brittney, you can respond to B...itt or Britt-Brat or any other numberof fun names." OMG!" I stared in shock. "My name is Brittney, I mean Britt. Like whyare you trying to call me something else, my name has always beenBrittney." Somehow, that still felt wrong, but I didn't know why."Ok, ok," Cassie said, "we'll call you Britt. So are you a bimbo now?"I was happy she was calling. Ka ek chota sa bohot femous shehar he.Jise duniya pital nagri ke nam se janti he.Main apni kahani ka 3rd part aapke liye lekar aaya hoon.Aaj main 29 years ka hun. Aur aaj bhi aksar blue story padta hun.Aur muth marta hun apni mami ki gaand ke naam ki.Aur aksar blue story padata padta tha.Dosto ab main apni us sachai ko pura karne ja raha hu jo apne meri pichli story main pedi hi hai ki apni mami ki gadrai hui moti gand ko mene kitne salobad chata tha.Auo kis tarah se unke mote mote chutado me. Michael Goldman scanned the Auburn Basketball Arena, always looking for the perfect shot for the school newspaper, The Plainsman. Allison Smallwood, the star point guard of the women’s basketball team, always made for an excellent target. Not only was she a fantastic athlete, but she was also a pretty blonde with a dazzling smile.“Foul on Georgia, and Smallwood steps to the free throw line!”Click. Click.As he snapped a few more shots, Michael couldn’t help but smile. Even as socially awkward as. “Come in.” I said.Laura opened the door slowly and came in. She had change into a tank top and booty shorts with no bra on. Her nipple were already poking out quite visible on her shirt. She came in closing the door behind her and sat at the edge of my bed crossing her right leg on the bed while her left leg dangled off the bed and smiled at me.“You sure about this?” I asked her.She nodded her head biting her lower lips. She looked at my raging hard dick then grabbed it with her right hard. God.