Priya andar jake poonam se boli itne akele akele kya baithe ho?Poonam- kya karu koi kaam to hai nahi tere foofa ji (mere father) to hain nahi time pas... nahi hota.Priya- zara doston ke saath ghooma karo.sab time pass ho jayegaPoonam-“mere to koi dost bhi nahi hai yahanPriya-kya apka ek bhi dost nahi hai? College ke time ka koi dost nahi hai?Poonam-tab ki baat aur thi.tab to bahut maze kia haiPriya- kaise wale maze? hmmmm boyfriend ke sath?Poonam- sharmate hue “chal hat badi gandi ho gayi hai. Wo: Wow tu to sala dikh raha masoom hai lekin hai ek no. ka chutiya to tuje meri body kaisi lagi bol ke munh pe hath rakh k halka smile kar rahi thi.Mai: Madam, Bahut achhi ap ke sharir pe koi fat bhi nahi or ekdum slim hai.Wo: Wow muje bhi aj maloom hua me to soch rahi thi ki me thodi moti ho gai hu. Kya mera body dusri ladkiyo k jaisa hi hai ya alag?Mai: Wo mene aj tak or kisi ladki ko nanga nahi dekha isliye pata nahi lekin bahut mast dikhti hai ap.Wo: Hmmmmm to tuje mere body me sabse achha. My story took place last month where I went to her home for some of her needs ( u know people know herbalife I hope), I was in a hope at-least this time I may succeed, she was wearing a tight chudidhar and I was the guy she was quite ok and bit comfortable with me and I had access to her working room and I started operating her laptop which was placed on a table for her and she was sitting besides me (left-side of mine) and was teaching how to make card payments, meanwhile it was raining. " It all happened in and around Shit Master’s Clara Street flat that was right behind the old "South of the Slot Hotel" where several years prior it had first been fist-fucked in the seventies. It used to PnP in those days, lay in a sling at "the Slot Hotel" as throughout the next 8 hours, some upwards forty men paraded through its room open door from 7 pm through dawn the next mid-morning. Its bowels were radically fist-fucked non-stop during that entire time which included lots of dirty.