Sanjana loose top aur jeans ka half pant pahne thi aur sugandha rani to designer saari jisse uski nabhi aur boobs saaf dikh rahi thi.Sanjay to har pal...apni maal sugandha ke as pas madra raha tha.Par use to koi sudh nahi thi .Wo to use dost hi samajh rahi thi.Hum market gaye.Maal road par khub enjoy kiya.Photo khichwaye.Kabhi kabhi sanjay sugandha kosanjana samajh kar pakar leta tha.Fir sorry bol deta tha.Sham me sabhi ne drinks bhi liya aur uske baad hum room me aa gaye.Dono aurton par nasha. Just raise the font size and I'll read it with you."At least he didn't know I was delaying him on purpose. The story I picked out was well written from the point of view of a young girl with the hots for an older man. No surprise there. The dialog captured my feelings well and described the lust the older man felt for the young girl. He was much older than Bradford, but the point came through clearly. He read through it and even repeated a few passages that were particularly emotional.When he. A large fish probably bit and dragged it into the water. He was really angry now and wanted revenge. He led me to a tree and made me hug it. On the other side he tied my arms with a piece of a rope. I could feel the wet moss and tree bark pressing against my tits, nipples, and skin.He then lowered my nylons (and tore them on a few places) and skirt under my knees. I was fully naked and tied to a tree with my penis pushed against the tree. I tried to move my lower body a bit away from the tree. "Mike lay down with a groan of pain as Danielle knelt by his side. Looking at the bloody bandages, she pulled out the powdered sulfur, gauze, a sharp pair of scissors and a pressure bandage. Grabbing a footrest she said, "Mike I need to lift your leg up." Lifting the leg up, she took the scissors and cut the pant legs up the seam, and then cut the bloody bandage away. Pouring the water on the wound, she washed it as best as she could, and then grabbed the sulfur and sprinkled the wound with it.