"Prove it to me. Lick that cum up off the table." To my surprise, she obeyed immediately. The cum was thick and sticky, and her tongue had no trouble ...n lapping it up. "Now show me...and swallow." Again, she obeyed, showing me the cum in her mouth and gulping it down. A change had come over her; it was like a line had been crossed, and she knew she could never go back. "Jesus...you really are a little whore aren't you? I'm impressed. Now, crawl over to the couch."My cock was semi-hard and. Simran di- are wo taab sex karte hain jab koi place rehti hai jaab unke ghar pe koi nhi rehta taab karti huunn…..Me- okie. Kitne saalloo se sex karwa rhi hooo….Simran di- pichle 4 saaloo se……Di- wow yaar mast…Ye saab baate taab hooo rhi thi jaab mein di ko chod rha tha or mast aawwaazzee nikal rhi thi chod mujhe beheeeeeennnnnnchod tere baaaaaap ka paarr tujhse badaaaaa hai aaaaaaaaaa jaaaaaaaaaaldi kar ese mene di ko 5 minute ke liye choda phir meri favoirate positon unko doggy style mein kiya. And then I saw him, and I knew I had to take the first step. But not because I liked him, my best friend on the other hand was in love with him. So I caught the one tear that fell from my cheek and made my way down the aisle. I stood at the front of the church and smiled like I meant it. I didn’t mean it. I wasn’t happy. My smile was fake when I did all my duties as maid of honor-dancing with the best man [a pompous prick named Mac], catching the bouquet, and making sure the limo was on time.. She moves her hand to the back of my head, running her fingers intomy hair and balling her fist. Her hand clenched tight in my hair I feelher pull my head up so that I have no choice but to look into his eyes."Wonderful," she says. "Won't you come in?"She walks me back into the room, hand still clenched in my hair, until weare in front of the couch. She stops me far enough from the couch thatshe can sit comfortably, but close enough that she can reach out andtouch if she wants. Then she turns.