Laura could feel Tom stiffen, she could feel him grow in her mouth as she slowly moved her mouth over him. “Ooo fuck that‘s it…” whispered Tom...as he sighed the words. He couldn’t resist pushing his arse forward just a little as he felt it surge. Laura cradled his balls and squeezed lightly as his cock stiffened in her mouth. His pending orgasm was close, a few more sucks, thought Laura, and she would have it all. A few more sucks later and Tom groaned loudly as his spunk jetted from his cock. ' I lie. Unimpressed they stub out their cigarettes and mount their shinny steeds.'So,' I say, 'which of you lucky lads wants first go?' This was my flag of friendship. I knew I was different. I didn't play football, smoke, wrestle, date girls or ride a cool bike but I still tried to be friends.'Fuck off sissy,' Jonny spat, 'none of us want to ride your pathetic girls bike. Bugger off.'The lads all laugh again. I try one last time to be friends. 'I didn't ask for it,' I say, 'it's what I was. Whatever the rules of social behavior may be, however, these rules are instructed, and the process of indoctrination begins in the child’s infancy, is expanded upon during the child’s formative preadolescent years, and is reinforced throughout the child’s adult life. It is universally understood within the community – albeit perhaps at times on an unconscious level – that each member must accept without question the basic tenets of that society and behave accordingly, for social chaos and. Korta babu bhujte pere hari ar kamini ke kache daklen. Isara korlen oner bara ta dujone du dik theke dhore ranir sorir er dike nisana korte. Asole korta babur khub hisi peyeche, jol na charlei noi. Hari ar kamini korta babur dhon take ranir dike tak kortei uni mut te suru korlen. Si ki mut, jeno ar sesh hoi na. Ranir sorir theke somosto birjo ar rokto dhuye muche saf hoye galo.Ranir sorir ta nore uthtei korta babu hari ke bollen, ‘hari, tui tor meye take barite rekhe ai. Or khub dhokol galo aj..