16A regra dos 3 MississípiÉ uma regra que deves ter presente na tua mente (se disseres a palavra Mississípi mentalmente, ela equivale a 1 segundo)....Deves tê-la em mente, portanto decora-a: quando detectas a tua “presa, ”Tens 3 segundos (não mais) para teres uma atitude. Se vacilas, esquece – passa à frente e procura outra gajita disponível.Se não te ocorrer nenhuma ideia para abordagem, não infrinjas a regra dos 3 segundos. Tens de captar-lhe a atenção e causar-lhe uma (boa) primeira impressão.. I hadn’t been expecting it. It threw my head to the left, I was unable to reach up and rub my cheek. It stung intensely. It had been so unexpected, it made me angry. I yanked hard at the ropes, two hard yanks, but they didn’t give. I could tell they wouldn’t. I forced myself to stop struggling & be still. I ground my teeth together to keep from crying out in either anger or pain. His voice was calm. As if He hadn’t just slapped me. I concentrated on my breathing. Slow. Slow. In,. Luckily there was no one else around when we got there and we stripped off our shorts and stepped into the shower stall together.Greg seemed a bit shy at first as he held his hand over his dick, Tony on the other hand was not shy at all. He started soaping up and I watched as his dick grew hard when he stroked it, I soaped up and joined him rubbing my cock making it hard. Tony and I had nice boners and were enjoying ourselves. Greg stood watching us as we played but his cock was still soft. I. She wasn’t wearing any bra or panty and unsurprisingly, she was dripping wet.Her luscious breasts stood on the proud display as I laid her down and started to get ready to lick and eat her pussy which was shaved and looked very neat. But her navel was way too distracting for me to not play with it. Before I went down on her, I kissed her navel tenderly for some time, after which I started pulling, pushing and playing with it, only to make her ticklish.‘Hahaahaha!! Stop it Raghu!!.