" Those were the gay ones, we figured. She would, when I came home, tell me if she had been laid, that day, and if so, how many times. I loved to hear...about what they did to each other. It would always end up with us screwing our brains out, and in a day, or two, her inviting one of her friends to the house, to give ME some pussy, while she watched, and talked to us. We found many friends, soon after arriving. I didn't know so many Oriental girls were here. And just as many American, and. No socks. She looked like astatue of some unlikely goddess of beauty and war, and ajustification for rape in any culture in human history.She reached over the seat and pulled out a backpack.“I’ll model that outfit for you later,” she said. “Andsome more I thought you’d like.”I put my free arm — the other one had her outfit over it— around her waist and kissed her mouth again, probingwith my tongue, enjoying the taste of my cock and spermon her. I found out my friends brother after six months with her dumped her. He had only gotten a hand job three times. Said she was a cock teas , and not worth the time. I found out her stepdad was in the Air Force and met her mom over seas , and that's how they ended up here. then he was sent over seas again but they couldn't go this time. Her mom worked as a bar tender to make ends meet and she could meet men. I saw Carolyn at school a lot so I started talking to her . Soon we were going. Usne apne haath se meri kamar ko pakda or kiss krne laga.Usko mujhe chodna tha to uske liye wo upar aa gya or mai niche.Wo mujhe zor zor se chodne lga par meri aawaj tez hoti jas rhi thi. To usne bola uska naam rahul or tha kisi ko pta chal jayega to tum mujhe abhi chat (roof) par milo. M piche piche asta hu. To mai maan gyi or razai lekar upar aa gyi. Padosi ki roof thodi upar thi to m wha chali gyi or wha se kisi ko dikh bhi nhi rha tha.Tbhi rahul upar aa gya. Apne 4 or dosto ke saath. Un.