Pani mai bhiga mera badan bahuti he sexi lagrah thaPani mere balo se ris ta haua mare boobs ko gudgudat hua meri chut()se bund bund tapk raha tha mai ...och rahi thi ki kash iffy ajaye aur ais barsat mai maerichut () .ki aag apneland se bhuja de.yeh soch kar hi meri chut().gili hue jaa rhi thi.Tabhi mujh apni pith par kisi ka ahshash hua mane mudkar dekah to iffy the iffy ne mujhe pichhe se baho mai bhar liya aur mere boobs ko halke halke dabne lagaa mer nippal pani aur thand ke vajah se pehle hi. " Then she gave my a kiss on the lips. I about passed out.As I got in the house, all I could think about was the wonderful feeling I had experianced. That is until my mamma walked into my room, with the belt. I had forgotten about giving her the pink-slip as I came in the house. So when she found it. OH BOY, I WAS IN DEEP SHIT.Around 7:00, my cousin Jay came over to see if I wanted to go to the movies with him and his girlfriend, Liza. Which even at that time seemed fishy, but I begged mamma to. "Coffee?" I suggested.She gazed pessimistically at the menu selection and sighed. McDonald's will never be a true menace to Starbucks. Her normally impeccable hairdo was surprisingly disobedient today, I noticed, reminding me of her disheveled mop in the Redskins dream. Though disturbing, I liked the look."A caramel frappe?" she ventured."Caramel frappe, it is." While she grabbed us a table in the back, as far from the windows as possible, I went to the counter. Outside, the lowering overcast. "They are not good for you, they will makeyour lovely skin like this." He scratched his dirty fingernails downhis stubbly cheek."Smoking will not make me need to shave, Mr Patel, but thanks for yourconcern." I touched the back of his hand when he pushed my changetowards me. It felt pathetic, but I thought he might be the closestthing to a friend I had.I had often thought to give up smoking; I was well aware of the healthrisks and I was usually too self conscious to smoke in front of anybodyelse.