Kya chahiye tumhe (aur ek naught smile di)Me: matlab kuch time sirf hum dono aur koi na ho. Tum main candle light dinner wagrah wagarh , thodi si cham...agne wagarhMegha: isme kya hai kisi din bahar chalte hainMe: sachiMegha : muchiMe: kal chaleMegha : kal , itni jaldi , kahan ka program banayengeMe : who tum mujpe chod do, tum bas kal subah tayar rehna , kal college bus se subah city chalenge , main ticket le loongaMegha : ok, abhi to muje hostel chod aaoMe: with pleasure my cutiepieAgle din. The club was empty, it was still early, so I went to the bar to order my drink. My usual go-to drink was a delicious Mojito, with extra rum and extra lime. The sweet sourness with a good kick of alcohol was what I love about this drink, and the bartender knows exactly how I like it. I looked around at the familiar redwood panelling, with light blue lights shining down to give a purplish sheen. I smiled, it was good to be back. I remembered all the reasons why I liked this place. The staff were. She was all but screaming as he pounded his cock into her, so loud the stereo couldn't quite cover it up. I found myself debating the wisdom of covering the sounds of loud sex with louder music, and I giggled to myself at the stupidity of it, but at the same time I was getting excited, trying to imagine myself on my back, getting the business end of that beautiful ass as it slammed back and forth - drilling a cock into her pussy. The guy must have come once already or drunk too much or. John was driven to a large hangar, something of a centrepiece in the Aircraft Testing area of the complex. A group of uniformed people had been lined up as a sort of reception committee. They all had their pilot's brevet proudly displayed on their chests and wore the short khaki quilted jacket permitted for air force personnel. The Captain explained that these were the cream of the Air Force's test pilots, the very best, and they were all anxious to meet him."Why?" John asked, bemused."Because.