Fir main apna jibh uske muh k andi ghusa diya aur uske jibh ko chatne lga.. aur uske muh ka juice pine lga..20min tak hm krte hi rhe.. fir main hta au... unki dudh dbane lga use bda maja aa ra tha. maine uski top khol diya. wo white bra phni thi. wo mujhe dkhe ja rai thi. aur main uske dudh ko bra k upar se hi chusne lga. fir usne kahan ki kholdo ise. maine turnt khol diya aur kutton ki tarh dudh ko katne lga. wo aaah, aaah krne lgi.. fir maine uska nabhi pe kis krne lga wo bht moan kr rai thi... “I’m fucked.” Was all I could say.“Yes, you were.” He chuckled.“FUCK YOU!” I shouted, “Tim found out last night and left me. I’m fucked.” I explained.He laughed again and at that moment I wanted to scratch his eyes out. He didn’t care about me or my life. It was then it hit me, I was nothing more than a slut, a common submissive slut for him to abuse. I started to get up and walk out of the classroom when he pushed me back in my seat.“Sit down slut. It was only a matter of time before I. I looked up and asked are you sure you had a k**. She grabbed my head and pulled it back to her pussy. So I continued. I kept my finger going in and out, trying to loosen it up. She pulled my hair up and told me to come fuck her. I stood up. And told her to get my dick wet real quick so she bent over and licked on my dick getting him nice and wet . I put her leg up again and rubbed her clit with my throbbing head. And went for her hole. Her pussy was so tight even our juices weren’t enough to. How could my mum think that Sarah shouldn't be a taxidermist? That was sex stereotyping just as telling her she couldn't be a mechanic would be.Deep down, Sarah's trapeze artist or whatever was just her anger, just as violence and drunkenness realised the aboriginal's rage. Was riding the motorcycle with Henry that, too?Thinking about Henry, I thought of the three boxes from the "Royal Australian Navy." I hadn't realised they had missions to the American islands in the 1950s. One of them, the.