Raimi took a drink "I don't need anything besides I don't have any money to buy anything." Trink frowned and took a drink "welll now yea shoulda gotte... some from Revanche, him bein your mate an all." Raimi took another drink "what makes you think he's my mate?" Trink chortled "wellll now yea do be livin together and all, old Trink figures that makes yea mates an all." Raimi took another drink "what are you doing lurking in that tree Strut?" she snapped. Strut came flying down with a snort. At least for now. “OK. I’ll go along with it but we’re going to have to figure something out in the near future.” “I know.” Michelle replied. She leaned over giving Keith a little kiss and said thank you before going back to her cooking. It was getting close to 6 and Michelle had to get ready for her boss. She had changed into a sexy shear top and skirt and had a different pair of 6” high heels on. A little more casual than what she wore to work that morning but even move revealing and. Maybe she and her friends got a lot of laughs at the freak outs of guys she’d done this way.If so, this time the joke was on her. My sharp intake of breath on seeing her penis morphed into a sigh as I leaned in and kissed it through the boxer shorts. It was her turn to gasp. Faby is still a ‘her’ to me, that’s how she wanted to be. Her “O my” was one of surprise. I might have stopped and asked for consent, but her thrusts into my face gave a better answer. My lips, my tongue and my mouth were. Aaaaaaaah oh oh ohJuthi amar chodon kheye sukher sorge uthe gelo,bollo….Oooooooooh tomal da goooooo…. Uuuuuuuuuuh….. Sona dada amar chodo chodo chodo…. Ha ha eivabe chodo go tomar khanki keeeee….. Ish ish ish maaaa gooooo amar jol khosbe reeeeeeee….ah ah oh oh oh uuuuuuuuuuuh….. Chod chod chod aro jore chude deeeee….. gadon de amakeeeee….. Ar parchi naaaa….. Amar gud er jol khoscheeeee……….Bolte bolte juthi gud er jol khosiye dilo.Ami juthir uchu kora pacha dekhte dekhte pagoler moto thapiye.