Woh log waha rehte nahi the isi liye waha koi bed nahi tha. Bas ek khatiya thi aur puaal (ghaas) ek side the. Woh khatiye pe late ki bola ab aa lund c...hat. Fir main lund choosne lagi. Thodi chossi hi thi ki woh utha to main lund nikalne lagi muh se. Woh bola, “Tu ruk mat choosti rah.” To main maze leke choosne lagi.Woh anpa haat meri gaand pe lejake bich wali ungli gaand mein pelane laga. Dosto kya bataoo maza aa gaya aur main zor zor se lund choosne lagi. Woh samajh gaya ki mujhe maza aa raha. ”The rest of the neighbors had been getting ready to leave. Sally was waking little Kelly, who’d fallen asleep on the couch with CJ. They were all headed for the door, where Greg was shaking Ed’s hand and giving Gracie a kiss, promising we’d fill them in as soon as we had the chance. Greg shook Bill’s hand, then suddenly flashed, “Whoa, buddy, get over here and give Bill a second to show you his problem!”I went over and Bill pulled me into a ‘bro-hug’ and he ‘unloaded’ his whole story to me,. He took me to very nice restaurants. We started having sex after a few dates. He had a decent cock, but what really set the hook in my mouth was the way he ate my pussy. I’d never experienced that before. After all, what boy wants to eat a pussy that had as much cum in it as mine usually did? Besides, they knew I was a slut, and they didn’t have to ‘get me horny’ to fuck me.After Paul and I dated for a few months, he asked me to marry him. I was still a freshman, but he didn’t care. I gave it a. Little did they know they were sending the heathen into the den.aroslav: Tell me about what you are studying. Linguistics, is it?WHITNEY: Linguistics it is. And don't go trying to hide your accent. I know exactly what part of Indiana you grew up in.aroslav: That was a long time ago.WHITNEY: Traces still remain. I'm no Henry Higgins, but I'm pretty good at American dialects until you get into that whole New Jersey/New York mishmash. I am not going to try to pinpoint what block of what.