Im sure some thought I was with a hooker! Sex was always great after one of these nights out – even a BJ in a cab one time – but all still a littl... static for what I really wanted. And then one night we went to a new club in town and she asked if she should dress in her (as she calls it) whore gear! Of course I said Yes. We danced and drank until late and she flirted with a few single guys but she always came back to me. Kati said one of the guys had such a hard-on that she felt mean, so I. Kitna pyara he teraaaaaa lund…..Kaisa fit ghuske chod raha hai….. Uummm …”5 min is tarah mishanari pose me chodne ke baad maine uske ek leg ko shoulder pe liya ab lund deep deep chut me ja raha tha. Sathme uske ball daba raha tha nipple choos raha tha. Uske bhari hui thighs ko pakad ke full power se shot mar raha tha. Kajal “uuuummm .. Massttt kya maja de raha hai re tu…” me “aisa maja kabhi nahi mila kya?” kajal “nahi re mere chodu… Taras gayi thi aise maje ko uuuum aaannhh chod aur jor se. I arrived home and went to open the front door but it was locked. In my haste to get home, I totally forgot that she would be video sexting with Robert and she was probably naked. Dang…I even forgot to call her on my way home. I called her and told her that I was outside and she asked me to wait there while she got dressed. I asked her, “Are you naked then?” “Yes I am naked; I have just finished my video call with Robert, stay there while I put some clothes on.” She opened the door about five. It was the kind of weeping you expected to come from a mother having lost her infant child. Heart rending weeping. I stood twenty feet away from Mama's room, and the sound of their anguish quickly reduced me to shedding more tears. When someone you love dies, you cry first for yourself, mourning your loss, and the deep hole being left in your heart. Later, you cry for the pain the death caused others, usually people that you care about too, loved ones who are being impacted by the death.I cried.