I asked if she enjoyed our sex, oh yes she said but i am struggling with six or seven hours at a time, it makes me sore.Well I have not come yet but i...need to and if i pull it out of your cunt, it needs to either go up your arse or in your mouth but one of those areas is going to take a delivery of my freshly made cum. Ok she said today i will suck it but i might not want to swallow it, then let me shove it up your arse then at least the bulk of my cum will be in there. No I will suck it no. It was a really beautiful pendant, not girly at all thankfully so I can wear it with my everyday clothes; it is not the Celtic cross, considering my family's story, but instead it has a combination of different tiny letters around it, I recognized a couple of them as Chinese, Arabic and Egyptian hieroglyphs, pretty cool; now, what is most strange in my mind is that people beside my family never ask about it, is like if they don't even see it, weird but nothing out of ordinary, that is until I. But to show my authority, I shouted at them.“What are you boys doing , are you not ashamed to do all this terrible things, in front of a woman, that too wife,dei Rohan nokku rhombo dhaan daa thimiru, andha eeashawaran dhaan unngalaey kaapathanum, (Hey Rohan, you arrogant fellow, only that God can help you) Stop it I say, now.”I really raised my voice as both were in the throes of an orgasm and hence in their own world. my screaming brought them back to reality. Immediately Naana took out his. ‘I don’t have any money. I spent it all on Ducky’s dirt weed. No wonder he called it bull-rider… It’s fuckin’ bull-shit.’ The man laughed. ‘You’re a funny one. But that’s alright girly, we ain’t sellin’ it anyhow.’ ‘What do you mean, ‘you ain’t sellin’ it’?’ ‘He means that no amount of money can make us part with this shit. It’s that good,’ another man, with a shaved head, chimed in. ‘See that bike right there little lady?’ The bearded man asked. ‘Yeah, nice chopper,’ Christine said,.