Uski tangein apne kenday pe rekh lein….aur apne lun ko uski phudi ki taref kiya, menay apne lun uske phudi ke baher legaya aur usney apni ankhein ba...d karlein….menay eik dam apna sara lun uski phudi mein dal diya, aur eik dam usney cheekh mari. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah…usman chor do mughay, mein mar jaungi.. naa kero plzz. bohat dard ho reha ha, nikalo baher mughay dard ho reha ha, plzz na kero ahistaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa………..hmmmmmmmmmmmm..ufffffffffffff chandu ahistaaaaaaaaaaaa…plzzzzzzzzzzzzzz meri. Unfortunately, when he woke up, his morning wood was so rigid it was almost painful. So, conveniently forgetting how much trouble he’d been in, Carl started spooning Stacy. Including waking up, this was his second mistake of the day. “Go fuck yourself,” she mumbled angrily while distancing herself from him, “Or better still,” she added spitefully, “why don't you call Michelle?” From her pissed reaction, it was obvious she hadn't forgiven him yet and although Carl was very hungover and very. When I got there the party was in full swing, music was booming, drinks were downed and people were getting as drunk as they could as quick as they could. I opened the bottle of vodka I brought with me and started playing catch up with the guests already there. I spotted a few of my friends that were there I went over to talk to them. They commented on how hot the girls are, I nodded in agreement, the vodka already clouding my senses. After a while I was chatting to some random girls who had. "Could I have some water?" How do you feel?" Is that a rhetorical question?"She laughed."Can I ask you a question?" I said."Will it be rhetorical?"I smiled. I had an ornery nurse. I think I liked her because of that. She was about fifty years old and looked oddly familiar."What am I doing in the hospital?" You were in an auto accident. You're lucky to be alive." I do feel like I was hit by a truck." You were." Is the truck's nameplate imprinted on my body? I hurt everywhere." The pain will go.