I mean, was it wrong... sure. But not a-l-l of it was wrong. Thing is, as sick as his stories were I coulfd have probably wanked off, and moved on. No...harm, no fuck. The problem was he gives his e-mail address at the end of every story, and I decided to contact him. If you think his stories are bad, try talking to him... brrr!A part of me wishes to god I never did.I guess it shook me up pretty bad, cuz I'm going to try and write about what happened. This story is 100% true. I think somebody. .. kinda doing some unusual stuff here, you and me. And I wanted to talk to you about it."Kevin looked at Simone, but his concern did not immediately go away."O.K. What about it, Simone?" Well, Kev Honey ... umm ... how do you feel about what we've been doing?" Good." That's good. Um ... Kevin, you know that what we've been doing is something that most brothers and sisters don't usually do, don't you?" Geez, Simone! I'm not five, you know! Do you think I'm stupid or something? OF COURSE I know. Bheed jyda thi metro me so kisi ne dhyan bi nai dia neeche kya ho rha hai. Meri lund kahda ho chukka tha. Mai to boobs ki softness me khoya tha tbi dekha ki ladki uth gai maine bi check kia ki kon sa stand hai to pta chala ki Sikenderpur aaa gya tha.AB vo uthi to mai bi uske piche jaa ke khda ho gya, now meri himmat badh gai thi so mai usse jaan ke kafi close khada ho gya aise ki meri lund uski gand pe touch ho raha tha. Vo piche mudi usne muje ghoora fir aage muh kr lia.Maine Socha abi time. Sincerely,Bree London and Claudette JoI had to keep myself from shrieking. Another chance to meet up with busty porn stars? I certainly wasn't going to turn that down. Wednesday was today, and I couldn't wait.It was a short walk to the Hastings Hotel, so I left the house around 7:30pm, taking the letter with me. I showed the letter to the man at the desk and took the elevator to the sixth floor, eagerly awaiting my chance to meet Bree and Claudette. The only question; do I treat them like.