She hated being the center of attention. Even as a child being the center of attention, especially Daddy’s attention had not been a good thing. Bren...a grimaced and pushed the thoughts of her father out of her mind. The men began to speak about politics, and surprising to Bren, the women too. One of the men began to praise President George W. Bush. Brenda found herself shaking her head. ‘President Bush spend more time picking fights with other countries than he does trying to better this. "Good morning, stud. Want an aspirin?"Nicole comes out of the small bathroom, brushing her teeth and holding a glass of water, and I let me head drop back onto the pillow with a groan."Please. Two or three, if you have 'em. My head is killing me." Lightweight," she smiles, and goes to the bathroom, where I can hear her opening drawers and rummaging for a moment."Here we go."She returns to the bedroom with a small pill bottle and places it on the night stand along with the water glass. Then she. “I don’t normally do this, but when I saw you come into the bar, I just knew I would have to come and talk to you. My name is Kim.” Looking over, he got his feeling confirmed, and he was not disappointed in the least. “Hi Kim, my name is Kevin,” he said handing her the drink with a smile. Looking curious, she took a sip of the drink and asked in some surprise, “Is this a rum and coke? That‘s my favorite!” “Yes, I know.” He said mysteriously. “Where are you from?” He said to her, though he. Now mere stroke aur unka rhythm match kar raha tha…unke boobs bhi upar neech kar rahe they aur me apne unke nipple bhi suck kar raha tha…ham dono sayad ek samose ke tarah lag rahe honge…ek doosre me ghoose hue..dheere dheer mene stroke thode aur tej kar diye…she was enjoying the back and forth movement and moaning…unki position thodi uncomfortable ho chuki thee isliye mene unse kaha…chalo bed par chalte hai ..aap thodi relax rahogi…phir mene apna lund unki choot me se nikaala….aur unhe utha kar.