Main ek lesbian hu mujhe ladkiya pasand hai. Mujhse isse pyaar bhi hai lekin isne mujhe dhoka diya hai. To iske us aashiq ko aisi saza dena ki iski ru... kaanp jaae.Methius: Kya? Matlab tujhe main pasand nahi hu.Misha: Mere bacche ke baap ho bas itne hi pasand ho isse zyada nahi.Methius: Teri ye randi baandhi mujhe bohut pasand hai shuru se hi. Iske jism ki khushboo mujhe deewana kar deti hai. Maine iski ab kya saza honi chahiye soch li hai.Misha: Kya?Methius: Tu bhi isko chodna aur main bhi isko. He resembled a male character from a Boris Vallejo´s pictures.Besides, his massive, dense musculature able to take hits that would hurt or kill others, he was able to fly, and was able to figure out puzzles that would stump most geniuses. Also, his wounds healed much faster than a normal being, as his mother, UltraMom, was also capable of doing.The young hero was dressed with his trademark blue, clingy, one piece spandex suit with red boots and a red belt. Emblazoned on his chest, over his. We walked around for about an hour or so, stop starting every now and then, until we must have seen all that needed to be seen and ended up back at our hotel room.Entering our room, I felt a cocktail of emotions from giddy, horny, excited , tipsy and stoned all simultaniously. We lay on our seperate beds and chatted for a while about the day's events, shared our opinions on the variant joints we smoked, the hot girls and making some plans for the next day. All talked out, Abdi heads over to. He's loving it. I'm sucking him so good. He tells me, he's going to cum. I deep throat him and keep him in my throat. And with hard bounces, my nose against his stomach, I feel him cum. He holds the back of my head and presses into my face. His cum flowing down my throat. He relaxed and puts his hand down. I kept his cock down my throat for as long as I could before I needed a breath. I didn't even taste his cum. The guy in back of me was still going strong. So I figured before he gets carried.