Tannor. So have you decided to approve?" "If all it takes is for me to fuck your brains out again to have what I want, that's a deal I'd be sore to re...use," Jay growled in a low voice, placing his elbows on the desk. Steph laughed and said, "Careful, you're starting to sound desperate for a man who's fucked half the office hens and a third of the recruited models. Losing your edge, Tannor?" "Never," he replied. "I just think for this particular bird, I'd like a wing to help guide me. Trust me,. Main 30 years ka hoon ajj kal UK main hoon. Ye story ajj se karib 8 saal purani hai jab main 22 y ka tha. Tub main india punjab main jalandhar ke paas ek gaoun main rehta tha. Hum log kheti barhi karte the aur khet main hi ghar main rehte the. Hamare pados wala ghar mere chacha ka tha.uski ek ladki thi jiski umar tub 18 saal ki thi. Dikhne main bahut sunder thi. Maine apni mousi ki ladki ko choda tha. Vo hamare paas ayei thi. Ek din mere chacha kok ladki jiska naam ranjeet hai meri mousi ki. A sideward glance revealed the outline of a black bra that pushed up her breasts, the breasts that Gretchen had fondled and kissed many times before. For years Gretchen’s tongue had pleasured dozens of women; some for a one night stands and others like Alma, for a more solid and longer lasting relationship. Few were as beautiful as the young 26 year old school teacher named Alma. On Friday evening Alma always got a call from Gretchen usually after ten o’clock after Gretchen had hit the local. He picked up the pace and found himself in a distant memory, meeting up at Gordi’s, a small dive bar he used to frequent before the music turned new age and every other person you could meet had a band there. Victor used to go and listen to the cover bands on weekends, listening to renditions of The Who, The Doors, Pearl Jam, and a slew of others. He would shut his eyes and sway his head with the rhythm of the music. After a few Long Islands, he could even be found dancing along with the lead.