Jab dhyan se dekha to paya ki papa ka lund khada hai aur usme kuch harkat horahi hai…aur tabhi main uss budia ka haath hilte huye dekha…maine guss... se bhar gyi….maine tabhi thodi unchi awaaz mein kaha “papa”…mere papa uchal pade aur ekdum se peeche mude…jaise hi papa ne peeche dekha maine unhe good morning kaha….maine budia ko apna haath kambal se nikalte huye dekh liya….ab to main papa ko bohot zyada tadpada chahti thi taaki woh mujhse maafi bhi maange aur meri khoob gaand maarein aur mujhe. Thank God there wasn't practice on Saturday, she thought, but she'd better close down her laptop and get to bed anyway. And she was just about to do that when a word on the screen jumped out at her.It was very late, and she was tired, in the sense that her body realized that it was time to get some rest, even if her mind was stimulated and firing on all cylinders. Maybe her eyes had played tricks on her, or she'd caught sight out of the corner of her eye of a collection of familiar letters that. When alone, I laughed at the irony of it all.“I came inside of her yesterday morning and it was so wonderful,” you’d say.“Awww, that’s so sweet,” I’d reply with your spunk dripping off my face and onto my gigantic, whore tits.And who could forget how you shook when you first saw my upgrade to thirty-two double G weeks after that?“Oh my God, yes!” you said with a leer.“It’ll cost more going forward. Bigger means more demand.”“Yes, yes that’s fine.”It really was. Your motor-boating left me in. Flowers? Jewelry? What do you think?’ Ginger suddenly got quiet. ‘Archie, I need to ask you something, if you’ll forgive me for prying.’ ‘Why should this time be any different from the last 80 times you pried into my life, and that was just last week?’ ‘Because this is serious.’ In thinking about it, Archie couldn’t remember the last time Ginger said something was serious. Maybe he’d see if that volunteer would go double or nothing on whether she knew the meaning of that word. ‘Archie, just.