Riya itni excited ho chuki thi k usse beer daali nhi jaa rahi thi toh maine khud uske haath se beer ki glass leke daalne laga aur chatne laga aur wo m...ra sir apne chut ki taraf dhakel rahi thi aur mujhe chut chatne ko keh rahi thi… “Ohhhh shona meri chut ko chato beeri ki tarah uska ras pi jao mujhse bardash nhi ho raha hai…” ye sunke mai au josh me as gaya aur uski chut k upar beer daalte daalte chut aur beer dono pine laga…Itna tasty beer maine kabhi nahi piya tha. Maine puri beer khatam hone. And I don’t know why I’ve kept these old birthday cards. There are a couple of early ones from Greg after he went to work in Los Angeles, seven are from Pie, he never forgets, and there are two from Jude. Judith. I really had tried to move on after Em dumped me. Jude was a great girl and we had some good fun. It had taken me a long time to understand why she dumped me as well. On a Sunday morning it was, after a night out in the West End — another memory etched into my brain. ‘Jack.’ Even when. Philips!" she said. "Thank you for EVERYTHING!"Kyle chuckled. Hillary sighed. Kyle looked up and saw that she had filled one board and was working on another. Her panties were around her ankles. Her spelling had become atrocious!"Hey, Hillary!" he asked. "What's up with your assignment? That's not how you spell clitoris!"The blonde shrugged."I ain't so good at spellin' and stuff," she confessed. "I'm just a stupid cunt."Kyle remembered his outburst while fucking Christine. It must have happened. But if I know you, you would land on your feet. I could fuck your face up, but God knows you aren't a raving beauty now. See I can do anything to you, because you aren't going to the cops no matter what I do. If you do go to the cops, you will be in the cell next to mine. You do believe that don't you Mary Ellen."She nodded her head again."Give me the password to all your websites. Write them down," I demanded. The Brit managed to come up with a piece of paper. "Mary Ellen I want them all.