.. want ... to marry me?" No-one else. Absolutely no-one else. I was never in love with Greg, he was never in love with me, just guilty. You cared for...me, cared for Phil. You healed me, accepted and loved me ... for me. What I made you put up with! I want to live with you, married or not, cook for you, play for you, make love to you ... please?"I went from gloom and despondency to elation in moments, but I couldn't get any words out; I just held her close, tears mingling with the rain still. ??Mmmm? haha. This is nice.??What do you plan to do with it???Throw it on your face!??But?it’s my balloon. I filled it for the games???You know what me and the girls think of the guys who play these stupid games? You’re all such cheap losers???Priya, I’m serious. Please give me back my balloon.??No I won’t. You’re not going to go to the gardens and be another one of those loser nerds in that group.??I’m not???Nope.??Oh, what else am I going to do???This Holi, you’re going to be my personal. Ke din ki bat hai us din muje khani suna ke hum sub so gaye, thik aadhi rat ke same mane mahsus kiya ki jis manje (bistre) par hum soe the woh hil raha hai, phle to meje samaj me nahi aya ki kay hua par bad me samj gaya ki mama mami ko chod rahe hai mai sone ka natak karke sab kuch sunta raha kyo ki kamre me andhera tha aur kuch bi dikhai nahi dekhai de raha tha yhe sub kuch sun kar mera man baut karta ki mai kisi ki chodu , kae bar mera lund pura erect (khara) ho jata tha but mane kabi kisi ki. "Please, let me suck on it until you cum all over my face." The nod of approval and the way he pulled me toward his groin, indicated that I was doing this right. "Brace yourself, whore," he growled, thrusting his prick into my mouth. I reached behind him, cupped his buttocks, and the grunts and groans grew in intensity. "Yes, yes, that's it. Don't stop. Uuugh, I'm cumming."I felt his semen rise in his thickening, throbbing cock as he withdrew it from my mouth. "Open wide, whore," he ordered and.