Chung. Three men exited the car and approached the mans Store."Mr.Chung, please tell me you have my money, or Im afraid I won't be able to gurantee th... safety of your, fine establishment" the leading man said evily to the old man in the shop as I turned to Korra"We should stop this, if he dosen't have their money, and im guesing he dosen't, they'll smash up his shop, come on" I finished as we made our way over to the thugs.As we neared them the old man offered a Phonograph to cover the cost,. Bright eyes. Wild. Fuck I love her. So fucking beautiful.In bed with her. Text him. Just 'hi'. Think of sending a photo, but don't.Then do.Us two in the Marl.Us two in bed.'Shall we do something again?'Wonder where he is when his phone pings. With his wife?Wonder what he'll say....Part 3- The GuyNaked I stood before the whore. The girth and lengthening burden between my legs felt heavy, the swollen head pushing forward, rolling up the soft folds of the foreskin in its wake. Wide eyes watched it. Agar main unke saamne rahoonga to vo accha feel nahi karengi.To maine kaha ki kyon na unke kamre mein ek secret camera laga diya jaye .Unhone kaha ki ye accha plan hai.At me din main bazar jaakar ek camera pen lekar aaya or unke kamre mein laga diya .Maine mami se kaha ki vo raat ki tayyari karein or vo sharma gayi.Raat ko 9 baje mujhe suresh ka phone aaya .Usi aadmi ka jisse maine kal baat ki thi .Usne mujhe bataya no uske saath 9 log or aa rahe hai.Maine kaha ki koi problem nahi hai.Koi bhi. Goody-Goody, Mrs. Gossip Queen, Mrs. Prude was not only in my son's room, not only willing to be his slut, but also took it in the ass.Instantly, my long neglected back door was calling me as I remembered getting ass reamed by my husband regularly back when he was alive.She laughed, belittling her husband, "I need a real man, with a real cock." Is that why you're texting me at 2am, sneaking into my house, and on your knees eager to suck my dick with my mom in the next room?" He questioned,.