” I Love you ragul, fuck me, and fuck me hard. I became slave of your cock. Tear it if you can it” .she was kissing me hard. She said me fuck me l...ke that insert your cock fast and when you want come from my pussy than slowly. As she was many experts so I followed her instructions. I inserting my dick in fast and coming out slowly, whish was really too enjoy able. She was now screaming and moaning and I was sucking and biting her tit’s nipples.She was also enjoying it much more .she bit her. That tells me that dressing up as a girl means a lot toyou, even if you won't, or can't tell me why. We cannot live togetherif we cannot trust one another Jimmy. If you want, or have to dress asa girl, then I want you to tell me. I can't say I understand it, but Imight allow it if there aren't any lies between us. Now, tell me thetruth."Dad has that way about him. He almost never raises his voice, yet Ialways knew when he meant what he said. When mom died of cancer he wasan emotional wreck, and. “You’d just stand there with a boner and gawk at us. We’re going to do our thing at Atkinson. We’ll meet you in the parking lot afterward.”“So you’re going to let other people gawk at you with boners?” Phil asked. “That hardly seems fair.”“I’ll let you poke me with your boner,” Hailey giggled. “They can look and but not touch. You can’t look but you can touch all you want.”“Well, that’s OK then,” Phil replied. “We’ve got to get moving.”The class schedule was easier now that the group had three. Mai room khola to dekha priya bahar khadi hai jaise ke usually rahti hai t-shirt aur short me khule hairs ke sath. Mai use dekh raha tha aur soch raha tha ye yaha kyu aayi hai to usne bola “dekho us din jo tumne dekha wo papa ko mat batana please.”me: kya kab ki bat kar rahi ho?Priya: wo park?Me: kyu nahi bataunga?Priya: please, mummy se mar padegi mujhe.Me: mujhe kya milega?Priya: kitne paise chahiye?Me: har chiz paise se nahi milti.Priya: to?Me: to kya? Socho.Priya: is mahine ka tumhara rent.