”“Oh it’s nothing! I just needed a change in life that’s all!” said Shobha while hiding a smile showing that she enjoyed all the compliments...she had been getting recently. The boys at the college were now starting to notice her too and she had already been asked out by at least 4 guys last week only. However, no one at college knew that Shobha had a secret which she didn’t share with anyone.“Beep Beep” her cellphone rang.“Meet Me on the Roof in 5 mins…Sender : Varun”Shobha smiled as she saw the. She drove straight to the University of Mississippi medical center in Grenada. The Deacon was out of surgery for a couple of broken bones in his face. He had a few broken ribs which didn’t require surgery. He also had a splints on both of his hands. Deacon had been tortured. The assholes who did it should have killed him. They had no idea of the hell headed their way.He also had a concussion according to Marcy. So it looked as though the assholes had a few day left to breath easy. I was wearing. Holding her there with his barbaric grip, she splutters and chokes at the intrusion. Her mind quickly refocuses. Ok you fucking piece of shit, if I can’t make myself come, then I am sure as hell going to make you shoot your fucking load down my throat, she thinks as she encloses her mouth around his shaft and sucks him, as he slides himself harshly about her mouth. Her hands palm his shaven balls as she participates in his fucking of her throat. His groans of pleasure increase as the pace in. I then slowly removed her t-shirt, making sure that the fabric would friction with her skin as it was coming off. Her arms up just made that pair point at me invitingly. Finally, uncovered to my eyes- the glorious pair of the silkiest skin I had ever felt, in contrast with the very dark areolas and nipples, already hard. I stopped for a split second, saw her about to complain, and then suddenly dug my tongue in her. She yelped a high pitched, “Oh my God, I am cumming!” This was enough to get me.
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