Waisay dosto mai kabhi kabhi mutt maar letaaa hoo lakin aaj kisi or haath laga taa Lund ek dam tight ho Gaya or hum jaha bethay Tay waha par ek dam so...nsaan taa uncle baar baar Lund ko shorts Kay upar say masal raha taa or ek ungli Par thoda thook laga kar apni lungi Kay undar daal kar ass hole mai press kar raha taa Ab mujay samaz mai aa Gaya taa ki yah kya chahata hay or esi ko gay boltay hay suna bhout taa lakin tazurbaa aaj pahali baar hua unay Thodi apni lungi ko upar kiya uska Lund bhout. You’ll see!” Bobby insisted. “HAH!, speaking of rising to the occasion, it seems like Bobbie is rising again. You are the horniest girl that I have ever known. What am I going to do with you?” Bobby chided.“You promised that you were going to do something very special for me, in case you have forgotten,” Bobbie injected.“Oh, no, my horny little pleasure, I have not forgotten. If we have no further business to discuss, may I suggest that we lock up and go to bed? I hope that you are ready for. ’ ‘Why?’ ‘Their goalie has weirder rituals.’ ‘What kind of an analysis is that?’ ‘You’re not a hockey fan are you? The more bat-shit the goalie appears the better they are, that’s just the way it is.’ ‘What are you, the farmer’s almanac of sports’ superstitions?’ ‘Dude, my family is Canadian, I know these things.’ Down on the ice the game was beginning to get ugly. It was the beginning of the third period and the score was 1-0 in favour of the Bluejays, EB’s team. The game had become a real. She stands beside me and parts her legs so I can see the wetness of her panties.Reaching out, I run a finger lightly over the shape of her slit and push the wet nylon in between her cunt lips, she gasps and trickles a few drops of piss into the flimsy garment, the trickle becomes a flood soaking my hand and wrist, even trickling down my arm where, on reaching my elbow, it drips to the floor.Quickly she scrambles onto the bed and lowers herself onto his face, I raise my head up and we kiss.