” “Oh?” “I’m moving.” “I’m sorry to hear that.” She smiled at my disappointment and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll still come to...visit you.” “I’m glad to hear that.” “Anyway, I was wondering if you’d help me move tomorrow. I don’t have much stuff. Two people can do it in an afternoon. ―I’ll buy you dinner.” “Now, how could I resist such a delightful offer? I’d be happy to help.” She smiled widely. “Great! Work starts at one. Make sure you’re well fed. I don’t want you passing out from hunger. All was quiet so I went down the stairs. I reached the bottom and turned toward the kitchen. There I saw her balled up on the sofa. She was crying with her face buried in a pillow.I walked around to the sofa and sat on the opposite end. I didn't say anything. I just looked at her. She looked up over the edge of the pillow. Her eyes were red and tears were streaming from them. "Will you hold me?" she asked."Sure, baby, come here." She flew into my arms and buried her face in my chest and began. "What am I doing?" I heard a soft, almost husky woman's voice say. ButI didn't answer my own question. Instead I left the bathroom, hearingthe clicking sound of heels on the floor. What was going on? I couldtell I was still in control, I wasn't a mannequin in the hands ofanother. But it was like there was a hidden script, or a list ofimmutable instincts impossible to ignore, driving me!I passed a couple of men in the hallway. I could see them admiring me,and I felt myself give a little. Sach me dosto kya majaa thaa aaj tak mujhe aisa majaa mujhe aaj tak nahi aaya. Fir humne waapas ek dusre ko chumna shuru kiya wo bhi mera lund sahla rahi thi, aur jab mera lund pura khada ho gaya to unhone kaha aao ek baar fir se meri chut ko apne lund ka swaad chakhao.Aur fir main unke upar aa gaya aur apne lund ko unki chut pe ragadne laga, jaise hi mera lund unki chut ko chuta hnki aaaaahhhhhhhh nikal jaati wo bol rahe the ki ab aur mat tadpao ab chod do mujhe plz apna lund daal do andar..