Waking up where I left off some six hours earlier the story is finished. Supposedly a novel a day keeps the shrink wrapper away, my theory in high sch...ol. No, I do not want to meet with the child study team so they can put ink blots in front of my face and ask me what I see in the picture. I see nothing, it is just black ink smeared onto a white index card, nothing more than that. People always want to make more out of things when really less is best. I look out of the broken back porch door,. He was able to taste the rich flavor of the staple this time. Meanwhile, she just kept talking to him while she went about her business. Seemed she'd gotten past her shyness at having a stranger at her fire. Words just tumbled out, one after the other, without as much as a breath inbetween."Its just yesterday's reheated. I've put another pot on to boil, but you might as well have a cup of this until the other's ready."With the woman's attention set on her coffee fixing, Lou figured to help. Ayan realized this and continued fucking her in the same intensity. And then just before she could explode yet again, he started kissing on her lips.Kasthuri too started kissing and sucking his lips back passionately. Her entire body had already started giving up to another orgasm. Her body got tensed once again and then immediately relaxed as it relieved itself in another orgasm. Ayan continued banging her with the same strength for some more time so that she could relieve herself. I lifted my hands from Rosea and turned them palm up, inviting Marta to do whatever she wanted. A slight wriggle from Rosea prompted me to put one hand back between her shoulder blades to keep her in place.“But first, what mother wants to see her daughter dressed like this? Like a whore!”With that she tugged at the two bows that joined the front and back of the bikini bottoms at the hips, and then pulled the two triangles free and held them aloft, wrinkling her nose in disgust. I tried to.