Based on "the greedy the people" by e.e. cummingsthe angry the girls(as he as can try)they shriek and they bitchand they die for a wishthough flowers in the meadowssay Peacethe lovely the boys(as soft as can she)they pose and they. A man then frightened me more than a woman, my mother I dare say knew that.I dare say, for it was the same the greater part of my early life that I went to sleep directly I laid down, usually never waking till the morning. Certainly, I must have gone fast asleep that night; Perhaps I had a little wine given me who knows, I have a sudden consciousness of light, and hear someone say, “He is fast asleep, don’t make a noise”; it seemed like my mother’s voice. I rouse myself and listen, the. Aur kaha…Didi —- –mm..Hheem… Nahi…Gopi ki ankhe chaunk kar khul gayi, aur wo bola…Gopi —- -ab kya hua.. ??? Mat tadpao, mai marjaunga nahi to.Didi —- -hehe… Pehle wada karo ke tum mere bhai ko hi promotion doge.Gopi —- -han, baba. Ab kya likh kar doo??Didi —- —to theek hai, lo maze karo.Gopi ke khushi ka thikana nahi raha, usne us nipple ko muh me lekar badi jorse choosne laga. Didi ki muh se cheekh nikal gayi. Par ye sab se anjaan mai aur kaya dono bahar khel hi rahe the, ke didi ki awaz. ..)growling as we kissed passionatly. Spreading my legs wide to deeply massage my vagina. With her fingers.licking my breasts and squeezing my nipple softly. I squeezed the tip of her nipple gently as she stroked my curls and came in my mouth.twice. Giving me oral sex for hours.she continued finger fucking me roughly. Her toungue suckling my curls.spreading my legs wide and spanking me hard she kissed between my thighs. Curling her toungue high up my v.wall lashing. Twirling.Read More
