Satti kotha bolte ki, onyo bondhu-ra to botei, amar nijer-o lov hochilo oi bara-ta mukhe niye chuste. Amar gud-r eto kache jhatulal-r bara-ta chilo je...uttejona-te amar gud theke ros ber hochholo. Jhatulal sobe amar gud-ta gamcha diye muche, cream lagachhe, ar or bara-ta ektu ektu kore khara hochhe, emon samoy baire theke janla khule ekjon bollo je hostel warden ei dike asche. Taratari pat-tari gutiye, dress kore, amra sob meyera back gate diye paliye ladies hostel-r dike chutlam. Pore oneke. Asfor Marty he was just a kid with a nerdy side that stood out more then heprobably would have liked but he managed, with short light brown hair withdark brown eyes and a scrawny build.As for what caused Ryan to decide that Marty would be his punching bag isstill unknown, the other students were to scared to find out. The onlyperson other then a few teachers that actually would try and stand up forMarty was ironically Ryan's ex Holly, she never did really like how hetreated people so she ended. The kids made an incredible haul. We didn’t do too badly, either.I was looking forward to Friday night and kind of dreading it, too. The week with Em home had flown by. Every night she was in my bed and we made love. There was no way to slake my thirst for her. I wanted to be with her, be in her, as much as possible. When she left for San Diego, we knew it would be at least six months before she got another week off. Holidays like Christmas and Thanksgiving were time off for Service people just. Jake could feel it as he plunged in and out of my ass. With a shoulder on the floor I could thrust my toy into my pussy with one hand and stroke my ready-to-explode cock with the other. “Fuck that feels fantastic,” I cried.“Yeah, but I have an idea,” Jake said with an evil grin. With that he pulled out of my ass, yanked the dildo out of my hand and went to the bathroom to clean them off. Returning, he lay between my thighs and just gazed at me. “I’ve just never imagined anything like this,” he.