.this is not that story.The story that is to unfold now is not the story of the Dark Lord's invasion or his crafting of a magical minion. No, this sto...y is of the time before the Dark Lord's rise. This story is that of the mortal being that would become the Dark Lord, the tale of his origins and his transformation from mortal to nigh immortal being of dark magic.For there was a time when the Dark Lord was mortal. There was a time when he was able to bleed and feel pain and die. There was a time. Now it was becoming extremely difficult for me to keep my eyes off her conical boobs and at such close quarters it was. That very night onwards Amit had night shift and he told me about it because Pooja would be alone and just in case she needed anything I had to help her. Pooja looked at me suggestively right in front of Amit, but I kept my eyes on Amit as I was talking to him and as he was leaving I closed by main door as the time was nearing 10 p.m. and time for me to hit the sack. I lay on. Denim fell to the floor, and I kicked it away, tossing my shoes at the same time. I was down to bra and panties now, a matching set of pale orange.Somehow standing in your lingerie, in a dark video arcade improves your play, and the next ball lasted a long time, my body swaying gently as I played like a pro. I had the silver ball singing as it bounced, slid and spun on cue, pushing my score higher and higher. Eventually though, a sharp passing light flicked through the plate glass from the. Then the button but he will not remove it just right away, his fingers going through the rim of my jeans and underwear. It was this time that I started kissing him on his neck and behind ears. Yes he loved it and I know this because he hastly removed my jeans. Why should I be behind I returned the favor soon. Now my love put his fingers under my T-shirt and yes soon it was gone too, same was done to him and his Ganji was gone.Now we both lovers were passionately kissing and rubbing each other.