His incomprehension lasted only seconds and then he became aware of the slow dribble oozing from his asshole – he was lying in a pool of Marcus's cu..., cum that had originally been dumped deep in him. My god it looked like there was a gallon of it on the bed. And all of that had been in his ass, deep in his ass, only a few hours before. With a shock, Andrew felt his own cock stir at the thought. "NO! NO! NO! I cannot possibly like this I'm not gay... I am the one who fucks, I am the one who. “Son, my name is Thurell Dirksen out of Dodge City, Kansas. I was admiring this big hay crop. You say there is a marshal who owns this land?”“Yes, Sir. But I got to tell you now, that if you’re lookin’ to buy hay, we ain’t got none to sell off this year, dry as it’s been.”“That just happened to be my next question. I am in need of hay. I mean I am desperate for hay!”“Well, Mr. Dirksen, no need in you wastin’ time talking to me about it. You just ride up to the top of that big ridge over there. I think it is downstairs on the hanger there. “ “Yes I found it” “Could you please give it to me?” “Ok”Now I was in such a position that I had to step some stairs and mami would give me m pants. I had the maggi bucket in my hand and While I was reaching for my pants I purposefully dropped the paper bucket on mami’s white kameez I such a way that the soup in the bucket would land directly on mami’s boobs with the noodles to follow.“Shit” “What the hell Mark, why did you have to carry those. Then she wrapped her hand around my shoulder till the movie ended.The next day we both started for Kerala by bus. She was looking great in that dress with a flower in the head. I was stunned by her look. We both were playing games until we reached that venue of marriage.We reached the place by evening and got ready for the reception. We shared the same room because of the shortage of rooms in that Mahal.After the reception, I asked my friend (who invited us for the marriage) for a small party..
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