”I nodded. “Are you sure about your plan? Completely sure?”“It’s the only way to know. Go make love with her. Come back and talk to me.”I ...ugged her and went to look for Mr. van Hoek with fear and trepidation. Was I doing the right thing? Was I going to hurt Becky? Was I going to hurt Jennifer? Would I lose one of them? Both of them? All of them? I was a wreck.Becky noticed, of course. But she couldn’t ask while we were driving to her house. We arrived and went inside. After taking off our. He made sure I had a good view of him while he removed his speedo. I couldn't believe it, as soon as he passed his dick (which seemed like it took forever) It just flopped out and glistened with the sun, like it was meant to be that way. This mutha fuckers dick was gorgeous and uncut, everyone in the place stood there in awe. Knowing me, I had to just match his intensity, that's when I decide to pull my speedos off and show him what a true bottoms ass is suppose to look like, tan lines and all.. Mene boli nahi mujhe dar lag raha he. Jab tum karoge to meri cheekh bhee neekl sakti ye itna bada he or khoon bhi nikal sakta or hamare pas samajik parmisan bhi nahi he. Wo bola meri jan ab tum meri ho meri surksha mene ho tum bilkul na daro is bare men mujhe tum se jyada pata he. Ye kah kar sanjay ne fir se meri chhati sahlani suru kar di, or mere hont jakd liy men fir se siskari bharne lagi. Usne mere gal par dheere se kat liya men boli please chehre par koi nishan na dena. Neeche chahe to. Kioko pulls me into the circle of dancing, our eyes savoring each other's body movements. There are no defined moves, just freestyle dancing. Arms and legs seem to have a life of their own. Although everyone moves differently, there is a rhythm to their movements. Being a former dancer, I quickly catch on. Still on the high from the fuck, my hips take the lead, popping to the beat of the drum, with my arms moving out to the side. Kioko's more of an athletic dancer, hopping up and down, kicking.