He always tried to remain detached from hissubjects when he wrote a book; it was the only way he could write anhonest report of what happened. But now...he was involved. He wasn't surewhat had happened to Aaron, but his gut feelings told him that it wasn'tgood. He finished his first drink and was about to have a second when an ideacame to him. He logged onto his computer and found the name and phonenumber he was looking for. He looked at his watch and decided that itwasn't too late to call. The. Daewaza band kartte hi usko deewar se sata k usko kiss karna chalu kar diya..Wo aaahhhhhhKar rahi…Phir maine maza ko double karne k liye ek joint banaya…Wo bhi piti thi usne chat pe bataya tha…Joint ko jala k pine lage..Aur maine apna lund nikala..Wo mere lund ko dekh k bohut khus ho gyi..Use fir se muh me dal liya usne..Chusne lagi..Main uske balo ko pakad k uska muh ko apne lund pe dabane laga..Mera lund uske gale tak ja raha tha….Usko apna lund chuswa raha tha aur joint ka maza le raha. I made sure to get all the usual pictures taken before the wedding party had drank enough to keep them from posing and a few candid shots before the guests became too rowdy. After putting the camera away I joined in the fun. The band cranked up and the lights went down. Lucky for the men, there were way more women than men and most were feeling pretty happy as the party progressed. I danced with several of the sisters and sometimes more than one at once (fast country music has that advantage).. Once again we retired to Mandy's place after 'Happy Hour'. Soon we weremaking out on the sofa again and retiring for the night to the sparebedroom. Once again I used the excuse of my time of the month to avoidhaving intercourse with him. Obviously he expected something in returnfor all of those free meals and drinks. I had never realized before howobligated women were to pay their way for an evening's entertainment byputting out. It was sickening.He wasn't accepting my womanly excuse but.
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