"So why are you so tired?" "You know better than to ask, Tommy. You know how Bobby wants to be the first to hear all the fucking I did on the job." We...l, you can jus just tell how it went and leave out all the details. Those are what Bobby really wants anyway. Besides, you're my fuckslut remember?" "Hmm..." She smiled, suddenly finding the strength to rub his erection thru his boxers. "I am your fuckslut aren't I?" So?" "I got gangbanged 3 times last night. Well actually once last night, the. ” wo boli ki” ye sab thik nahi hai” mene kaha ” kya tumnahi chahati?”. Wo boli ha magar!! Mai bola magar kya? Kya apna desire fulfil karna galat hai? Wo boli “nahi”.Par wo shirt nahi utar rahi thee. Mai uske chochiyan shirt upar se hi dabane laga. Wo mere hath apne boobs se hatane lagi. Me jabarjasti uske boobs dabane laga uske mana karne wale haath ab mere kandho par the. Wo maza le rahi the ab mujhe uske shirt utarne me koi pareeshani nahi hui. May uske upar tha wo akh band kar ke leti the.. Ugh. As I thought I had made my way through enough to open my eyes, I ran right smack-dab into the coffee table near the bathroom door and cursed like a sailor. ‘Fucking mother of crackers, asshole – shit, fuck, shit! Fuck!’ Over all my frantic, unlady-like swearing and yelling, I could hear Alex laughing so hard he had trouble catching his breath. Good to know he was having a good laugh and I told him just that. ‘Carla, you’re such a riot.’ ‘Glad I can make your day, ass.’ ‘Oh, don’t be so. All I remember is that I never wanted her to stop. It was the most peaceful and contented feeling I think I have ever had. I will never forget how warm and soft her breasts felt on my cheeks. She was still in her nightgown and not wearing a bra and I could feel her big nipples through the thin fabric of her gown pressing on my cheek and occasionally brushing across my lips sending a warm tingly feeling rushing all through my body as she held me tightly against her body and rocked back and.