Maine v keh diya ha muni hai. Ushke haato ko touch mere lund ko madhosh kr raha tha. Maine ush se kaha ishe kas k pakdo na. To ushne kha paint me haat... nahi jaa raha. Tb maine ne khade ho k apne paint ko khol ke ush se kaha ab pakdo. Ushne apne haatho ko mere chaddi me daal k jaise he mere lund ko bahar nikala. Wo azadi pa k jhatke maarne laga. Pure lund ko pakad k wo boli sir apka nunu bahut bada hai. Mere chote bhai k v nunu v de ki ho magar ushka to bahot chota hai. Maine kha wo chota hai na. "How are you?" Greg asked."You have no idea," Arrian replied.Miranda went through the motions of cleaning the shoulder wound and bandaging it. Next they looked at the wound on his side."Sharon get some tweezers— needle nosed pliers would be better," Miranda said."Oh, that can't be good. The bullet is still inside isn't it?" Greg asked."Definitely! Hurts like hell too!" Arrian snorted."Arrian this is going to really hurt." Miranda said."More than when the bullet hit me?" Arrian scoffed.Sharon. Barbara and Arnold went in first to see their daughter then came out ten minutes later to let Troy go in followed by Glenda and Bryce then lastly Jessie and Bjorn. When it was time for Jessie and Bjorn to go in Jessie decided she wanted to go in by herself. Bjorn agreed and felt a little bit relieved that he would get to see Carrie by himself too.When Jessie was finally called in to see her friend she only lasted thirty seconds and came rushing out in one ball of tears. Jessie had hoped to ask. And so she’d come up with a plan. Stay one step ahead, she’d told herself. Seducing Rob - that was the first part of the plan. She needed to go all night, or at least as long as she could, and that meant she needed as much of a hit as she could get.When she could feel Rob’s orgasm approaching, she begged him to pull out.“Come on my face,” she said, a desperate tone in her voice. “Please, Rob ... I need it.”He’d been more than happy to oblige. When he was done, Dakota felt so happy that.