She called Glen over, and took his cock in her hand, guiding it into the waiting pussy. Glen pushed gently at the swollen lips, and Anna watched fas...inated as the lips parted and then gripped the shaft. Meanwhile, Angie had taken Anna’s small, stiff cock in her hand, and licked the head before taking it between her lips and moving down the shaft, coating it with her saliva. As Glen began thrusting purposefully, Angie’s nipples grazed across Anna’s tummy. Angie pushed Anna’s. ==========Subject Line: Teaching My Apprentice Shit-Slut a Lesson in AnalogyGrushaVashnadze: Well, cumwhore, if you want to learn to be a proper writer like me, you’d better gain a bit more versatility with your vocabulary, hadn’t you?I mean, what kind of writer-slut are you if you can’t be an analogy-whore? So, on your knees, bitch. Wipe some of that fuck-word-goo on the entrance to your puckered outbox, and you might just be able to squeeze a word in edgewise. If not, I might just have to. So of course, that was when I would arrive, drumstick crossed in front of me like a shield, and block GRIMS attack. Then it would be a one-on-one battle between me and the great monster. This was it – the scene everything led up to until now. The climax. The final battle. When I was famous for my heroism, and telling my tale, all of my audience would be on the edge of their seats. I would have their complete attention. They all want to know how the story ends. At first, I would be winning. I’d. Mujhe home town jana pada maine delhi se hi daru ki 3 bottle le li thi kyunki wahan daru mehngi bhi thi aur uska taste bhi achcha nai lagta jo daru peete hai wo samajh jayenge delhi aur U.p ki daru main farak.maine new delhi railway station se train li aur apne gaon raat ko 9 baje poch gya wahan se auto karke mausi ke ghar pocha wahan meri mausi batija aur uski biwi rehte the. Wahan poch kar maine apna samaan bahar ek kamra bana tha jahan main hamesha rukta tha wahan rakha aur batije ke saath.