I was ready to ride to Valhalla and raring to go. Then he took out his pocket watch. I know it's a clich?but it worked. Once more I was back in bed...with my mother, about to enter heaven. * * * * * * * * He could feel the lubrication of the lust lotion that seeped out of her love hole and coated her labia. It was far more copious than the pre-cum dripping from the end of his dick. But the mixture was making the entrance of the bulbous head of his boner a smooth and easy insinuation of flesh. Don't You agree?---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------However, : Because they , mainly in my case: many stories, of which I DO NOT HAVE ANY COPY, as I compose them at the site's upload page.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The third is for : admin named Zelda was the last to react to my complaint, some half year back, about another story stolen (i.c. part 4 of an 'old' one. We had some great sex that night.our lives went on as usual and I was working away but whilst away I was in a bar one night and there was a few black boys/men in and I was at the bar and one was stood near me waiting to be served and I said hi, he was like you ok mate, yes just chilling and here alone having a pint after work so won't be here long, he was sound with me and he said join us mate we are only having a few then we are off, cheers mate I will. I sat with them and we had a laugh and. Kuch hi der me usne jor jor se jahtke marne suru kiye or kuch hi der me apna maal nikal diya, fir uske baad teesre(third) or chothe(fourth) ladke ka number aaya, or thodi der me hi sab nibat gaye.Uske baad jab next station aaya to unhone mujhe ice cream lakar di m bhi unse khul kar bat karne lagi. Wo delhi se apni dukan ka saman lekar aa rahe the. Or wo sab dost the. Kuch der me mera station bhi aa gaya station aane se pehle unhone mujhe apne apne number diye or bola ki call karna. Mera number.