"What if there's more than one?" I shot back. After a good laugh, my dad thumped me on the back, laughed some more. "Hell, son," my dad told me, "if y...u can pull that off then we don't give a damn where you fuck 'em!" I had never seen my parents like this, the alcohol must really have been setting in. They continued to get louder and more boisterous as dinner wore down, continuing to rib me about all the cute girls and how I was such a lady-killer. Finally, 9 o'clock came and I got up to go to. "Isn't that YUCKY and NASTY?" she asked, I keep telling her that it isn't the taste of the cum that I like, it is the combined flavors of the mutual mixes. I have no desire to get it "draft" Then she launched into this long diatribe, about how could I suck her pussy, when I knew some guy had shot his baby batter in it!I just told her about a time, when I was in my mid teens, and I went to a party where there was drinking, dancing, smoking (weed), and everyone was generally having a good time. I. Fir maine ek ek lund ko apne galss me duba kar ek ek lund ko chusa. Sharma uncle ka lund ka pani nikalne wala tha, isliye main unke lund ko jor jor se chusne lag gyi. Unhone apne lund ka sara pani mere galss me hi nikal diya.Aise karke main sabke lund ka pani apne glass me bhara aur unke samne ek hi jhatake me daru aur unke sab ke lund ke pani ko pee gyi. Jab maine ye piya toh wo sab muh dekh rhe the.Abhi Rana uncle aram se sofe par baithe hue the. Isliye main unke pass gyi aur unke lund ko muh. A long pale face of a terrified horse hurdled right toward Angela as if in slow motion. She could see the look of pure horror in its eyes as it let out a bellowing scream.The scream was actually hers. The fear of being demonically raped was replaced by the fear of being trampled by a terrified horse, and she shrieked. ...And fell out of her bed. She scrambled to her feet and looked at her bed where she was being raped just moments ago. She looked to where her assailant should have been then to.