A mixture of fresh pain and pleasure ran through him, making him release a shuddering moan. "Fuck!" He heard himself say, pumping inside of her... deeper . . . deeper still. "Yes, baby, just like that!" She said through clinched teeth, her nails in his back. When he started thrusting faster, she released steadied gasps, occasionally emitting helpless sounds that was nothing more than music to his ears. "Yes! Just like that! Fuck me, you dirty motherfucker, fuck me!" He. "Ah, fuck that. Let's get some more beers in first, there's no hurry until there's some interest in the girls anyway," Andy replied.There was a couple of fit looking girls dancing near the bar area and I pointed them out to Andy who really didn't seem interested."You're not into this are you?" I asked."Not really, it's too dangerous" he said."What do you mean?" I said."Well, if we start chatting up some birds we win, right? And then we have to deal with a pair of pissed off girlfriends don't. The towel was removed from his shoulders as he fled to the bathroom. Don caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He turned to look at himself and was stunned at the image looking back. There was a little girl staring back at him in the mirror with her hair tightly rolled in perm rods. He felt like such a sissy. Then the realization set in. He was getting a home permanent. No rinsing the curls out at the end of the weekend. These curls would remain and constantly remind him of what a. Aaaa… aaa….hhhhh ….hhhhhhh ase aawaz kadhat hoti tyane mala ajunach chev yet hota. Mi jor-jorat gachke deu laglo, room madhe pachak-pachak asa aawaz yet hota. Tila mi palangawar zopawale aani paramparagat padhhatine zau laglo. Ya weli mi tichya tondat tond ghatle hote, davea hatane ticha ujwa ball dabat hoto tar ujwaya hatane ticha ujwa bocha dabat hoto. Aamhala doghanhi khup maja yet hoti. Maya chyea pucchit pani sutlyache janvat hote ,tichya chehryawar anand disat hota .Ya position madhe.