.–tomar boyfriend ache?–na..barite janle case khabo..–eta reason na…r ekdom daha mithe kotha bolcho..–sotti kotha bolte chilo.bt akhon nei�...tomar g.f ache?–na na same case tomar motoi…acha tumi ki sex korecho?o amar dik takiye bollo na na..Ami bollam tomak amar khub valo lage tomar iche thakle amra relation tak barate pari o bollo kal bolbo..bole chole gelo rat 1 tar dik ph ta beje uthlo ami dekhlam smseseche–I love you.. amio reply dilam–I love You 2..bole sms e kotha bolte thaklam..evabe 2-4. ’ I climbed onto the bed held onto his cock and fed it into my sore cunt. I slipped down with a bit of effort. When I hit bottom of my cunt he pulled me to him and kissed me. It was nice an tender I closed my eyes and kissed him back. I was bought back to reality when I felt my hair being pulled and a cock being fed into my mouth. I opened up and let it in. I tilted my head so it could enter my throat without hurting me. He slowly fed it down my throat. I lifted my hand up to hold. "She understands it a lot better than I do." Remember how we had to study electricity and generators before we started designing our staffs?" Megan asked, her tone of voice and manner reverting to the teaching mannerisms she had adopted from Martha.Lian and Cory nodded. Everyone else around the table looked lost so Megan decided to go into more detail."A generator generates electricity by repeatedly passing a conductor, the stator, through a magnetic field," Megan explained.Lian and Cory. ."I stuck my tongue out at him and Megan and he both laughed. "I'm goingto spend the rest of the afternoon making sure this house is secure forthe night before working on figuring out what we can do with your homeStacy."It was weird hearing it called, 'my home,' but it did feel that way atthis point. "I don't know what more you can do..." I told him."I'm thinking robot security guards?" He suggested.My eyes opened in terror... "Does it have to be robots...?" I could feelmy rear still feel.