Don't do that... noooooo," she mumbled as Dawson lifted her up slightly to yank the dress off her shoulders. "Nooo... NOOOOOO!" she said more vehement...y, her survival instinct beckoning her to self-defense. She began to flail and kick her legs, punching the air in an effort to escape her attacker. But her arms were like lead, and her blows fell on the soft mattress ineffectually."Now, now... honey, no use makin' a fuss. You ain't got a snowball's chance of gettin' away from the fuck ole Jack's. It was difficult to penetrate and so tight so I moved my hand forward slightly and dove my finger into the depths of her pussy meeting her own, hoping to pick up the lubrication I’d need. Eleanor squealed as I did this and shot her mouth forward attaching itself to the side of my cock just below my pumping fist. She slobbered and licked around the shaft as she bucked her hips trying to force more of my hand into her. I gave her a few strokes before removing my finger and taking it straight. Agar aap bura na maine to kaya aap mere kandhon par haath fer kar malish kar sakte hain?” Yeh kehte hi maine apni chhati ko aage ki taraf utha diya aur meri chuchian ubhar kar Sudhir ke chehre se takra gayi.Sudhir ki janghon mein ek halchal hui aur lund maharaj akad kar sir uthane lage. Maine haath kheenchne ka natak kiya aur uske lund ko sparsh kar lya. Sudhir ka lund dan dana utha. Sher pinjre se bahar aane ko tadap raha tha. Mard ke lund ko maine kai dino ke baad sparsh kiya tha aur meri. If you are, I have interesting and exciting times to look forward to.’ Ally’s eyes sparkled. ‘But why romances?’ I shrugged my shoulders. ‘Boy meets girl, boy loses girl, boy finds girl again. They live happily ever after. It’s the oldest plot in literature. You can add making love, tears, joy, anger and all sorts of emotions. There’s all sorts of situations you can weave into that basic. Why do I write them? It makes me feel good, by writing them and hopefully others by reading them. I suppose.