"An Irishman who had a little too much to drink is driving home from the city one night and, of course, his car is weaving violently all over the road...A cop pulls him over."So," says the cop to the driver," where have ya been?" Why, I've been to the pub of course," slurs the drunk."Well," says the cop, "it looks like you've had quite a few to drink this evening." I did all right," the drunk says with a smile."Did you know," says the cop, standing straight and folding his arms across his chest,. "Uh, hey," I said, extending a hand. His smile faltered, and he grabbed me by my hand and pulled my body to meet his. Silent, he held me in his arms for a while. Then he kissed me, our lips crushing together. I loved kissing him. His kisses were always emotional; you could always tell his mood from them. I sucked on his bottom lip like I knew he liked, and he squeezed me tighter, his hand lingering right above my ass. His tongue danced in my mouth, and I ran my hands through his dark hair. . Now the story is going to happen in Ranjit’s words and happens when Shara is a mom. I have also decided to add anoyther character from another story to get things going.I looked at Shara and smiled. She was glowing with delivery and I was happy that Fareed had done his job. But today Shara seemed to be glowing for an additional reason. After allowing to Fareed to impregnate her Fareed had to leave town for some reasons and Shara was lonley once again. Afterwatrds she grew too big to have sex. Stroking me for a minute or two, he pulled free and hurriedly straddled my chest and pushed his glistening cock past my full lips. Our mixture of lovemaking was like tasting honey as I moaned with happiness over it. When his single eyed opening began to throb, I increased my swallows for I knew he was ready to coat my throat with the juice of love. Umm! Arty had never disappointed me in the past and he didn’t disappoint me that time either!. . Locking my car, I got into his truck. We talked.