Me: nahi yaar ye koi game nahi hota he.Rohit: areey khelte h na sab frnds he to he.Shubham: chalo khelte he arpana.Me: ok ( nashe me)rahul ne daaru da...li sabke glass me aur sab ko ek baar me pina tha. Mai ek baar me pii gayi mera gala pura jal raha tha par mai pii li aur teeno boys ne nahi piya sayad jaan buj ke. To shubham ne apni baniyan utari, rahul ne apna jeans, or rohit ne apni shirt.Fir se peg banaya aur iss baar mai bhi pii nahi paayi aur ab sab force karne lage ki arpana utaro kapde.. She looked at her thumb and noticed the ample precum still dripping off of it which she licked while staring directly into my eyes.Suddenly she pushed me back, stuffing my cock back into my trousers and zipped me up. I was raging with hormones and she kissed me and told me to get go downstairs, that she had an idea.Awkwardly, with a raging hard cock visible, I stepped out and walked to my car. She came downstairs, and I grabbed her by the waist and pushed her into a wall and forced my tongue. The man told me his name was Namur. He was a tall man in his early twenties who looked like a hunter. He was well muscled and in reasonable health. He said that his family had been killed by the slavers and his village burned to the ground. He wanted revenge and asked to stay and fight with me. I told him he could. The three women didn't want to fight but they had no homes to go back to so they thought going to Oak Hall was better than nothing. They were of mixed heritage and none looked older. Just then he heard footsteps and turned to see four of his students – Ashley, Clarisse, Regina and Rachel - in front of him.“What happened girls? What are you all doing in the men’s room?” “Well, you don’t seem to upset about it, do you?”, said Rachel, who was holding her water bottle in her hand. There was something about her tone of voice, and even before he could place a finger on it – WHAM!He had been knocked down to the floor. Her bottle was made of hard plastic, and hurt his nose real.