Xera still struggled on the ground, fighting something invisible that clawed and scratched her. Blood glistened with reflected silver on her flesh lik... oily shadows.Where was Farson?Invisible?A blade hissed.I dodged to the right on instinct. It saved my life. The blade clipped my side instead of burying deep in my flesh. A deep wound burned into the muscles. I grunted, whirling to see a streak of my blood fly away and nothing else. No Farson. But I could hear his armor clink and his breathing,. Alarmed, she momentarily cried, “Please, wait, you’re too big. You’ll tear me up inside.” “No I won’t, sweetheart,” I said. “I promise you, you are in for a treat — when I get this thing inside you, baby, and you’re going to feel things you’ve never felt before.” with that, I pressed the large bulbous head against her slit and edged forward. I felt immense to her right from the beginning, and she panicked slightly. “Oh my god,” she said wincing. “No. Please. It is too big.” I paused, holding my. Bhara pura sharer, bade bade doodh, aur bahar nikale hue chutad. Exact figure toh batana mushkil hai but haan bra ka size 38d aur xxl size ki panty pehanti thi. Bole toh phul gadraya badan ekdume desi auntiyon wala. Who zyaada kar ke salwar suit hi pehanti thi, ya kabhi kabhi gown. Aur jab who ghar pe rehati thi to dupatta nahi dalti thi, to kayi baar unke cleavage ke ache darshan ho jaate the.Uncle subah 8 baje tak office ke liye nikal jaate the, aur unke jaane ke baad aunty ghar ka kaam karti. My initial surprise was of course that breath was not with me. I took a struggling moment to regain it. Upon doing so I came to my second surprise – I was alive! I inhaled real breath – exhaled it too – Death was no longer at my side! I sighed with renewed breath – sweet breath! What joyous chorus sang with my soul at that moment! All visions just past were merely that, visions of the past – of falsity – or my own imagination! In what hell would the infamous rebel carry a man? Is it not easier.