. Y meri aur meri friend ki story hai jo mere hi sath padhti hai iss story ko padh kar agar koi b female (delhi ncr s) mujhse contact karna chahe toh ...ail me at waste na karte hue story mai aata hu.Mai student hu age 23 years aur noida mai rhta hu rent par 6 din phele ki y story h jab mai aapni clss ja rha tha toh raste mai humari faculty ka msg aaya ki aaj vo nhi aa rhi hai toh tum log pratice karna clss mai..Mere sath meri frnd b thi maine usse kha ki clss jake kyu tym waste kare mere room. ”As her grip on my cock began to ease, Qetesh leaned to the side and pulled me with her as she lay beside me. She was smiling as she leaned close and kissed me. “You, my Master, are a wonderful lover. You are a God among men and though you will only have one true love, you will love many women. Many more women will beg to be your lover, but they will only have your cock and the pleasure they receive from you. Only one, will have your heart, and you need to kiss her now,” she told me as she. "Good evening, ladies," he said. Kelly cried out as she turned around, then froze into place as she saw him standing there, holding the strange ray like device."Who are you?" Donna asked, fear creeping into her chest."Just a visitor," he said simply, a smile on his face. He pulled the trigger, and their world went black.Once the girls were stunned asleep, Steven worked fast. He pulled out a hypo and inserted the field inhibitor into each of the girls. He had already turned on the field. Other than the music and the occasional sound of the revelers next door, we were quite alone in that old room. I looked into her big dark eyes as I spoke. Rumba, my dear? I asked softly. I held out my hand and Jill took it in hers. I led her gently into the old darkened room We began to dance to the Latin beat coming through the walls from the room next door. Our hips began to move together rhythmically in time to the music as we made our way across the empty dance floor arms intertwined. I.