De diya . Fir agle din main flat aya. Bhabhi ke flat se rone ki awwaz ari thi . Maine unhe fon kara. Unho ne nahi uthaya aur fir main flat gaya aur pu...ha kya hua vo boli kuch nahi maine kha andar ajaun .. unho ne kha ajao main unke pass gaya bola btao ku rori thi meko dost mana tha na share karo sb acha lagega unka rona nikal gaya main kya karta maine unhe pakad kar gale lagaya aur chup karaya .Fir unhe walk aur fir long drive pr leke gaya aur unhe samjhaya jo gaya zindagi se gaya uske peeche. ” Trevor is attractive. But we don’t exactly get along. We never have. And the thought of having sex with him was just weird. I’ve never even seen him totally naked. “I guess he’s okay. But there’s no way in hell he’d consider having sex with me. He acts like he hates my guts most of the time.” “You want to see a change in Trevor? Stop wearing frumpy shit like this all the time.” Danielle picked up one of my over-sized sweatshirts off the bed and dropped it back down after making a. Andee let go of Don’s neck and sat back onto the bed, still holding his erection in her left hand. Her pussy was already moist with anticipation, so it wouldn’t be any work for him to slide into her again. She stroked him while she unbuttoned her shirt with her other hand. Once all the buttons were undone, she leaned forward and took the head of his cock between her lips. Andee noticed her jaw muscles were a little sore after the steamy blowjob she had given her friend the night before. She. . . . . I made plates of munchies for the party goers, but the most part I left them alone and drank beer and watched movies in my home office. A little before midnight I heard Jeannie call me downstairs. So we watched the ball drop in Times Square, gave each other hugs and platonic kisses, and I popped open the bottle of champagne I bought for a traditional glass of bubbly for all of us. Jeannie and Tracie's phones both buzzed within moments of each other -- it was their mom texting them a.