Master!' Saevelle pulls him up to kiss and taste her juices on his tongue, Pressing her hands hard onto his shoulders and her face into his she grinds...into his hips and rolls him to the sheets, not realizing the strength she's showing, not fully realizing what was happening with her entire body as the pupils in her eyes turn to reptilian slits. She kisses his neck and moves her hands down his body and begins unbuckling his pants, one cool metal buckle at a time. Coolly whispers, 'My. My father died of complications from diabetes. He was a skirt-chasing and loud-mouthed bastard who thought he was better than everybody. He always had at least three girlfriends stashed somewhere. He was always chasing these dumb broads and seldom showed interested in me. When he did it was to point out what a failure he thought I was. He saw himself as some kind of god and me as some kind of worm. Yeah, nice guy. As for my mother, she died of breast cancer. In her time she was the most. Pause.***17:28 7 Mar "So, ah, ehauya...." He trailed off in confusion. "What?" "Nothing." I glanced at him. He was looking straight ahead at the traffic,which was a nice change from my friends. He seemed to be sweating,though. "Are you hot?" I asked. "Uh, well, uh, if you're too hot I can turn it down," he said, andfiddled with the heater. That wasn't what I'd asked, either.***17:39 7 Mar "So uh, anyway, is this the place?" he asked. "Yeah, this is it," I. .Agle din jane ka maan nhi ho rha tha dar ki wajah se kyuki ye batain maine apne ek dost ko btayi thiTo usne btaya tha agar apne se badi ladki k sath sex kroge or usko satisfied nhi kr paye to mar jaoge zyada gyan mujha tha nhi to esi dar se meri himmet nhi ho rhi thi 12 baje wo mere ghar aa gyi bolti sahil tu aya nhi maine bola bas ane wala tha jb tk mummy aa gyi boli kya hua to priya bolti maine isko 11 baje bola tha socha aaj sara din free hu akele maan bhi nhi lagega ye aa jayega to isko.