..or like David Beckham. I support the Mighty Reds though! Carragher is much cuter. Anyroad, I've always fancied my David. My thoughts flutter back an... forth to the thought of an absolute sweet chap, greeting little old ladies as they sought refuge after a cold day in December, to the sultry wink he greeted me with after I was done my exam, my lipstick half gone because of my cigarette, my mascara probably running. That I don't mind. It gives me kind of a "bad-girl" look, come-to-bed-eyes.. Aur humari gadi ab full speed mein…Meri chooot ab gili…Pure room mein puch puch ki awaz gunj rahithi…Aur kuch hi time mein mein phirse discharge hogayi…Ab mein puri thak chuki thi lekin jeevan ka abhi tak discharge hua nahi ta….Toh mein uski laund ko apni munh le kar jor jor seh blow kari toh woh discharge ho gaya…Abhi hum dono heaven mein the…! Kyaaaa feeeeeeeeeeeeeling thi..Ufffff phir maine ussey kaha meri do chaar nangi photo utha ne ke liye taki mein sab ko dikha sakhi…..Phir wohi raat ek. "Ooh. The Seahawks game? I'd love to come if you'd let me!" I interrupted."Really? I'd love it if you came!" he said. "I didn't think you'd want to come. None of the other girls ever want to tag along."I talked the girls into coming as the only other thing they could come up with was renting a movie.Dillon watched intently as I got my skirt and top on. I watched him put on his T-shirt and then he wrapped his jacket around me again. Eight of us headed to the bar in three separate cars.. ”Jack, so happy to be humping into her like this had been comparatively speechless, but now, as he felt his impending expulsion, he murmured into her ear, “I love you, Becky.”Having said that and with them set in a faster rhythm of give and take, he slid one hand under her buttocks and his middle finger made a short tight entry into her wrinkled smaller orifice.That was the trigger for Becky. She gave a low shriek, her head tossed, spraying her hair over her face, her mouth gaped, and Jack.