Fir maa pucha”tu mujhko pyar karta hai?”“ha.bahot pyar karta hu.”“tu mujhe chodega??tere papa 6 mahine me mujhe 1 baar chodta hai.mera bhi t... iccha karta hai chudwane ka.tu mujhe chodega babu? ”“maa, mai tumse bahot pyar karti hu.aur tumhe chodna chahti hu.kal raat ko bhi tumhare sarir ko soch k hi maine muth mara hai.”“to aj aa.chod mujhe..mera sara sarir tere liye khula hai. jo chahe karle mujhse.”maa ki ye sab baat sunke mujhse raha nahi gaya. mai apna shirt utar k gya uske pass. fir maa ko. Faster than we expect, things get quiet in the room and we break our kiss, with thoughts of a nice hot shower, a couple of cold drinks, and a nice long nap together…the head bouncer, instead of undoing your bindings, says “99 cumshots…one more to go and she’s done”…but wtf?? we feel that familiar and dangerous shadow fall on us again…mr. fucking big, and as pissed off as ever!...son of a BITCH won’t this jagoff learn…he opens his pie-hole and blurts ”GET YOUR PUNY PECKER OUTTA HER ASSHOLE…IMA. Daniel Georgianni must have fucked me on every surface and in every room of his house, including several times in their bed. *****While we happily enjoyed having sex and experimenting, I think the incident that stands out most for me would be the day Daniel came to the cottage and in view of one of the neighbors fucked me until I was sore, weak and sated I was standing at the bedroom window one afternoon, absently looking into the woods that bordered the rear of Bobby's property when I heard. When I finally saw her, I wasn’t interested in bedding her, and after driving no more than a few blocks, I was positive she wasn’t going to harm herself; well unless she didn’t get some sex. I was trying to think of how to get rid of her as she was rambling on in a one-sided conversation. When she asked me about the car, I said it was a friend’s, and then it occurred to me where I could get rid of this girl. My friend - and his roommate - would fuck about anything, at least from some of the.