Aaaa….nikalo nikalo..”, lekin mene usaki hath jamin par rakhe our usake upar mere hath rakha kar dabaya our jor jor se stroke lagane laga mere 5mi... bad cum nikalane laga usane mere gand pe hath rakha kar jor se chut pe dabane lagi our usaki jibh meri mu me dalake chatane lagi ,Vo puri tarah sex premi ban chuki thi mene usaki mu me mera land ghusa ya vo bade chav se chatane lagi,me usaki mu me land ander-bahar karane laga,”usaki komal and sexy lips ne mera land 2min me khada kar diya”,mene usako. “Then conceder this your lucky day boy, because you have to fuck me to make your dream girl.”I was slowly losing my insanity. I did not care about what she talking about I just want to fuck her was all I cared for.She walks over to me and kissed me, she almost toke the very breath out of me. It felt as though an electric current hit my body leaving this tingly filling in my brain. After a few seconds that felt like hours in heaven, she finally let my mouth go. “I told you boy there in no man. Sasha scoffed Tsk&hellip, Bill&hellip,, What he said just before he dove in the deep end. Upon surfacing, he shouted out Cmon Tom. Not entirely sure what to do I looked over at my new bride, she just smirked and stood up, wriggled out of her tight denim shorts and lifted her blouse over her head, reached behind her back and flicked the clasp on her bra. She now stood there completely naked in front of her parents. My wife was a bit of a Barbie doll type, 26, blonde, with perfect D tits with. " His voice is soft, deadly. "There has been enough death..." there is a pause, virtually unnoticeable, yet there, and somehow I know a word has just been eliminated although I do not know what it is. " ... and so I will not kill you." Once again he has censored his words but this time I can hear the although you deserve it as clearly as if each syllable had pierced my ears, branded my soul.I want to ask: "Why?" I want to shout, "It's not I who deserve to die." I want to throw him from me. I.