He rapped on the door jamb with his knuckle, and Maranga came to the door.“Yes, what can I ... John!” That ended with him being dragged inside for...a hug and kiss. He tried to extricate himself so that he could explain about his load outside, and she relented enough to listen to him.“I killed a pack of stripies on the way here, so I brought the pelts along with me. There is a lad outside, holding them. Can you have someone see about curing them to preserve them, Maranga?”“What do you think I am. "One day I'll be able to do that for you every morning," she told me with a smile. I knew what she was trying to say – you're going to be my husband one day - but I chose not to respond."How are you feeling this morning? Sore?" I asked Jordan."A bit but not too bad. Why, do you want to fuck again now?" she asked."I'm tempted," I told her, "but I was concerned for you. How about we have a fairly lazy day then this evening I can teach you some more. Is there anything you'd like to do?"Jordan. Tony cleared his throat but made no other movement. Not even a shift of the eye. He was still listening intently to Jim. I wanted to see it. Feel it. Smell it. I slowly unzipped his zipper. Tony shifted his body so the side Jim could see was completely planted against the edge of the cubicle, still focused. My hands where unsteady as I reached into the zipper, I repressed a small gasp. It was so, thick! Thick and hard and long and hot, pulsing in my hand like an anconda swallowing its prey. I. Mujhe meena ke saath samay guzarne ka eis se acha time nai milta. Maine mom k obol dia ki mera tuition me important topic chal raha hai aur next week exam bhi hai to main nahi ja sakta. Mom chinta karne lagi ki main kaise rahunga to maine kaha ki ab main akele rehne layak ho gaya hu aur meena to roz aa kar khana bana hi degi. Mom mann gayi. Dusre din maine meena ko ye news di to wo bahut khush hui.Wo boli, “Wow, kitna maza ayega. Tum aur hum razai me raat bhar masti karenge.”Main bola, “Masti.