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 primpand they weep for untilthough the dress in the closetsays Nowthe lonely the voices(as apart as can dark)they wish and they waitthrough chill steady rainthough the willows in bittersweetsay Jointhe brash the women(as big as can. Mere hont uske jism per ghum rahethe. Wo aaahaaa, ooooohoo, jjoooorrrrrsee chilla rahithi. Nichese wo v fuck me saath de rahithi.. aise lag bhag 7 -8 minute chalta raha. Phir wo mujhe jor se pakad ke boli me abhi jhad jaungiii. Jaldi karoooo. Maine uske hont pe kis karte huye apna speed badha diya. Wo unhh.2 ho rahi thi…. Kuch der bad wo thoda dhila padi aur khuchh kuchh ki awaz uske ke chut se aane lagi. Abhi me use jor se pakad ke chod rahatha. Fir uske 2-3 minute k bad I am in climax. Kya. Now; nomore speeding love or I'll have to pull you over again and you might notget off so lightly next time," the policeman laughed and opened the doorand got out of Michele's car.He crunched back across the gravel of the parking lot; his breathsteaming in the cold and started up the patrol car and drove away.Michele suddenly started to shake and sob; she had never been sohumiliated in her life. The pig of a man had forced himself on her!After a while she settled down and pulled the car seat.Read More
