She struggled, but obviously could not break free. ‘Why are you doing this? Why am I tied up?’ she asked, suddenly feeling apprehensive. She could...’t imagine why she needed to be restrained like this for an interview. The two men simply smiled. ‘Madam will be with you soon,’ said the Russian, and turned to leave. ‘Don’t go away!’ he added unnecessarily. As they left the room, Emma noticed that each of them was missing the little finger from the left hand. ‘What a coincidence!’ she thought. She. Me vicharle maja ali. Ti mhanali ho.Magh me tichi kiss ghet punha shot marala surwat keli pan ata mala pan pichkari sodachi icha hou lagli hoti. Magh me shot marcha thamblo wa tila vicharle ki mazi pichkari kuthe ghenar tar ti khekasli ki pichkari kuthe detat? Magh kay me shot marala surwat keli wa maza ardha lavda baher kadhun ticha gal chatat asla jorat shot marla ki maza lavda tichya pucchi chya danyala jaun chikatla wa me maza bocha ekdum tight kela wa tichya pucchi madhe pacha pach ek lamb. I'd often fantasized about fucking Jane since the first time I'd become aware of her and seen what she looked like. I was flattered in a way when I got the first contact indicating that she wanted me to help her get pregnant with a baby.Unlike a lot of the impregnation sessions I've enjoyed, this one was to be totally a secret from Jane's husband and he wasn't to know that he wasn't the father of this baby. Fine with me. But that also meant that it was only going to be Jane and whoever she. With difficulty Tom tore his eyes away from those beautiful tits. He had to come to his senses. He had to put a stop to all of this once and for all. His hand reached down and he placed it over hers and he held her."Jen, no, this is wrong ... we gotta stop..." His pleading eyes looked into hers.Under his hand, her index finger began rubbing along the side to the tip of his cock. He squirmed as she whispered, "It's all right dad ... it's okay!"He was quickly losing control now as her finger was.