There was no inhibition any more..I said kritika bhi to mast maal hai to tum bhi to lucky ho…He said kaha yaar abhi tak to sirf kiss karne deti hai ...nd kabhi kabhi jabrdasti karta hu to boobs aur gaand dabane deti hai..Agar mauka deti to saali ka choot faad deta..He was all out of control..To provoke hi I said ki agar uske sath mauka mila to kya karoge??Now he was totally hard..I could see the bulge in his jeans..He said agar abhi mauka mil gaya to kritika ko itna chodunga ki saali ko randi. (Chrissy) LOL(Anthony) He probably doesn't write much though, right? :-)(Jen_Adams) I think he has just a couple of stories at Fictionmania.(*Bash) That's write! I have seen that name there.(Morpheus) My question was more theoretical. What kind would you like to request if given the option?(Jen_Adams) Hmmm, I don't really know. I guess, Morpheus, I really never gave it any thought.(*Bash) I of course am a big Morpheus fan and wind up posting most of his stories myself!(Jen_Adams) That's what I. ‘Yes,’ she insisted, working his jeans halfway off his ass. She hooked her thumb inside the waistband of his boxers, forcing those down, too. ‘Avril, please,’ he pleaded, unwilling to help or stop her. ‘We can’t.’ She pulled away from their kiss, looked him directly in the eyes and stated a very simple truth, ‘No, we shouldn’t, but nothing says we can’t.’ Ted blinked hard and tried to find the flaw in her reasoning. His quick, highly analytical mind came up with a single reason. ‘You’re more. Standing in front of her was Richie. He was completely naked, his cock standing out hard and erect before him. His eyes were riveted at that spot between Heather's legs. He remained still, breathing hard, his body quivering with both excitement and frustration."Oh my God," Melinda croaked. "What's... what's Richie doing..." Nothing, at the moment," Heather said with a wicked grin. "In fact, he's done not much of anything except stare at my pussy and stay all nice and hard."Jason felt mildly.