Yet these poor souls would always call Marty back for more, often getting rebuffed unless his nightly conquests at the bars fell short. Then, he alway... had a place to get his dick wet.“What the fuck, Brother!” Marty mumbled. His eye was swollen shut and there was a chance he either had a broken jaw or shattered molars.“Don’t call me Brother, you piece of shit! Of all the free-range pussy that you could fuck, you chose my Maggie… If you weren’t, until just now, my best fucking friend, you’d be. .. never knew it till this moment,it's a sort of revelation to me as well."Hema cooed, "How about the whole works?"Giri gave a quizzical look. Hema laughed and continued, "I mean puttingyou in a sari, with matching blouse, bangles on your hands, a bindi onyour forehead, a long plait with flowers adorned, earrings, nose stud,nail polish, lipstick and etc. and etc."Giri exclaimed, "Oh! No. None of it. Leave me alone. In fact I want toleave this place right now."Hema added with a tinge of satire,. Feb ka mahina dosto bike pe nikla unke ghar pahunchne se pahle baarish aa gayi aur highway me hone ki wajah se main poora bhig gaya tha jaise hi main pahucha unhone darwaja khola aaaah naha rahi thi wo petticoat aur blouse me hi aa gayi darwaja kholne main to dekhta hi raha gya subah ke 11 bajr honge aaah lund to khda hi ho gya waise bhi unko soch soch ke raste bhar khada hi tha …Unhone aisi halat me dekh kar muhhe jaldi se andar kiya aur dantne lag gayi ki kahin ruk nahi sakta tha maine bhi. I would pull back slightly and look down to watch my sperm squirt into her mouth and over her lips and face.Other times, perhaps when she was lost in her own orgasm from my frenzied licking of her cunt and clit, she would keep my cock deep in her mouth when I came. After we had both calmed down, she would turn round so she could bring her face near mine and open her mouth to show me my sperm pooled on her tongue. With a most horny look on her face she would keep her mouth open while she rolled.