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Every Sunday we play cards only me my dad and Anita mom don’t know how to play so she is quite busy with her TV shows while playing some one knocked the door Anita open the door and it was my uncle he was very happy excited he said that we have won the village case and we have to leave to village soon to distribute all the assetsSo everyone will get there shares dad mom was very happy and decided to leave that night only but then mom said how we can go Anita college is there we can’t leave. When my cock fell out Laurien gasped her mouth dropping open I looked down at her and skilled "don't worry you will taste it soon enough now it's time for a bath " I said as walked into the bathroom stepping in the tub they stand infront of me waiting for orders "why don't you two wash me and I ask somethings to learn you both a bit better " I said they came to each side of the tub and started to wash me with soap as I checked out there body's fondling them both a little " so tell me Laurien. Mane use sorry bola wapis aate waqt use koi bat nahi ki bs drive krta raha to wo boli ki yar sorry mujhe aise nahi krna chaihe you are my boy friend itne me hum uske ghar ke near aa gai the usne lujhe ek french kiss ki or chali gai rat ko uski call aii or boli ki yar m sorry m bola its ok koi nahi agar tumko pasnad nahi to m nahi kru ga or mane good night bol kr so gaya next day wo boli ki use koi problem h computer me m uske ghar aa sakta hu kya m bola aata hu m uske ghar gaya to use pucha ki. Mark told me that I turned him on, but he had a boyfriend and he was faithful. He gave me the suit bck (after a good whiff) and we went on our way.For a long time, I didn’t see Mark. I got some other trade and kinda forgot about him until one night I was walking to my car from our big dance club. I had every letter of the alphabet in me and was feeling fine. My jeans hugged my ass, the lycra muscle shirt accentuated my arms, and you could see the band of my jockstrap. As I walked a car.
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