“Suck.” I opened my mouth at his command, and closed over my own finger. And sucked. My eyes widened at the taste. Musky, tangy and slightly warm....He pulled my finger from my mouth and wiped the rest clean. Tossing the rag aside he turned back to me, his hand tangling in my hair he bent and took my lips in his. Forcing his tongue in my mouth, tangling with my own. Tasting me and him, his lips pressing against mine, his hand pulling my hair, tilting my head back further. His other hand at my. ‘Sarah Nieman.’ Wyatt grinned. ‘Sarah? It’s Wyatt. From the party last week?’ Sarah replied, ‘Hey, Wyatt. I was hoping you’d take me up on that date.’ Wyatt’s cheeks turned red. Thank god it was a phone call. ‘Yeah. I actually am.’ He said. Sarah said, ‘Awesome! So, what do you wanna do?’ Wyatt answered, ‘I was thinking a movie. There’s a showing at the movie theater tomorrow. If you wanna go, that is.’ Sarah replied, ‘I’d love to. You pick me up, or what?’ Wyatt nodded, then realized she. . and, ever since that, I've been walking round with a carrot up my bum and the leaves brushing against my inner thighs. Needles to say, the leaves also protrude below the hem of my skirt which I'm sure is going to make me a source of amusement to the others here!LATERWell, daddy, I as suspected, quite a lot of the girls thought that it was most amusing me having some greenery growing out of the bottom of my skirt. (Thank you, Tommy.) And I'm sure, daddy, that you will guess at who made the. Fir mane usa gutno ka bale bate kare usa apne land chusna lage jab us na mare land ka supda par apne jeb rakhi to muje bouthe maje aye fir manbe .fir mane us sa kahaMare pure land apne moo ma laker chuso to us na kaha pure nahi aye ge thode sa ayge mane kaha tike ha lo jitna moo ma hate ha utna land apne moo ma laker chusho.us na mare land 4inc tak apne moo ma laker chusna laghi fir mare mane ma kya haye mane us ka bale pakde ka us ka moo ma dake marna lage us ka moo sa gu gugguugu ki awage ane.