You hate that they've ripped you open, eaten you up and have left you to decay. You hate that they have let you hate yourself more than you could ever...hate them. You hate them because of the things they gave you which weren't all good. And the things they stole. Like crying on their shoulders which they gave, but your pride they took.When you're in love with someone for the first time and they don't love you back, you never want to fall in love again. You never want attachments with anyone. "Please..."With his cock covered in her slippery juices, it was time to proceed. "Hold those ass cheeks apart. I want to see where I'm sticking my cock you know!" he said. Somehow his words cut through her fog and she moved to pull her cheeks apart.SMACK! He gave her a hard swat on one ass cheek. "I said to hold them open, slut! I want to see pink between those cheeks!" he barked.Honey squealed in shock and surprise and tugged her cheeks apart further."That's better," he said and immediately he. They tore his clothes off began to take turns undressing. They stripped down to their bras and panties and began kissing his entire body. They didn't tie him up and he was thrilled to rub their silky panty butts. Brandi pulled a book out which turned out to be Billy's journal. As the girls were rubbing him down, she read out loud one of Billy's entries. "My fantasy is to experience another dream cum true like the night of that magical Slumber party. Next time, I want multiple girls to. I said- first let me see the figure what earlier I died for. She laughed and said- baby don’t just see, fuck this figure now, as hard as you can.I took saree from her , did not know how to tear it , then again held her and started kissing , this time our hands were exploring our body I was trying to hold her boobs , squeeze them and she was moving hands over my back with her small nails (she must have seen it in some old Hindi movie). I said stop. I caught her, took her to bedroom switched ac.