" Mmmm ... I'm sorry about that, Bridget."All of a sudden I was again wrestling with a dilemma, not for the first time. I really did want to know her....I do want to know her. I care about her, very genuinely. I'm absolutely certain about that. But, without her having the slightest knowledge, I also really want to get in her pants! I decided that it's O.K. for me to keep thinking about it. And I'm still confident that it's not my goal to sleep with Bridget. I'm sure of that. I knew in that moment. Aunty:raj,thank you.Main: kisliye aunty?Aunty: birthday cake or liye.Main: it’s ok aunty.Aunty: meri birthday gift kahan hai?Main: abhi toh laya nhi hu,baad me de dunga.Aunty:are nhi,main toh mazak kar rahi thi. Par tumhare liye ek gift hai.Main: kya gift hai?Aunty:pehle aankhein band karo.Aankhein band kardi aur aunty ke bolne pe jab maine aankhein khola toh main aunty ko dekhta hi reh gaya.Kyunki aunty bilkul nangi khadi thi mere saamne.Main kya karun kuchh soch hi nhi paa raha tha,unki itni. The long shift, desert heat and shitty problem with her ex did their job on her. She looked tired, grumpy and frustrated. Her dark eyeliner was (almost) a mess, the pink lipstick on her puffy lips was pale and her hair which had been pinned up to a cute high bun was tangled up. She had to admit tho, that it still looked good on her. Even a bit bad-ass, in a sexy way. Luckily her fake eyelashes seemed to still be there where they should be and working partially in the sun had not made her tanned. Mario s-a tras in spate, s-a pozitionat intre coapsele mele, mi-a ridicat picioarele pana pe umerii lui, saltandu-mi curul in sus, apoi si-a infipt pula pana la coaie printre labiile mele, dintr-o singura miscare, despicandu-mi vaginul cu brutalitate. Desi eram uda leoarca acolo, am simtit ca ma rupe in doua si am gemut adanc, ca un a****l ranit. Mi-am strans vaginul in jurul madularului ce intrase atat de brusc in mine, hotarata sa nu-l mai las sa iasa. Gafaind si mugind amarnic, imi miscam.