Freaking elevator’s broken again.” He called out to his flatmate marshalling up the strength needed to reach for the fridge and open it. Crap... n... iced tea. He took the first can he found and popped it open forcing his feet out of the kitchen as he took a slug of the aspartame filled drink... damn, he hated that bitterness you felt at the end.“Hey Jay...” But he wouldn’t be getting an answer anytime soon, he realised as he stepped into the living room and finally picked up the hushed rhythm of. Mom thori der baad sidi let gyi . Or muje b nind aa gyi. .2 3 din aise krta rha .Teesre din mene lun ko nikaala or gand m daalne lga .Mom ki salwar beech m aa rhi thi . M ese hi lun ko gnd pe dbaata rhaEuje bahut mza aa rha tha achank mera paani mom ke choittdo mai nikl gyaa. Or mai nidhal ho kr soo gya. Nxt day maine soch lia dekha jaega jo hoga. Maine phle mom ke chiitdo pe hath ferna shuru kia. Mom ki gand k paas ungli ki or sungne lga. Mom ki gand smell kmaal ki thi . Maine lu nikalaa or. But, for now, no such pleasures. This morning, as it was every morning, her craving was at its most acute and her need most great to swallow the considerable volumes of sperm the horse so reliably provided: a well of supply that should surely never go dry. And at last, the black penis, as dark and mysterious as the rest of the mighty stallion, gave generously of its wealth and Kate gathered as much as she could to her mouth as it splattered forth, placing her lips to its vent to swallow every. Gilson, made bolder by the lack of response, threw a left hook followed by a hard right at his jaw.Chad bobbed and weaved, wincing but moving forward as the punches glanced off the side of his head. Before Gilson could dance back out of range, he drove a halfdozen solid punches to the taller man's belly. It was like hitting cordwood, and his target didn't even flinch.More angered than hurt, Gilson darted in and out, raining blows from all directions. Chad stood with his legs solidly braced,.