Uska yaar bahut bada ho gaya.Mujhe to dekh kar hi maza aa gaya…Main bhi raj se aise hi chudwana chahti hun yaaar…Kitna bada hai yaar uska tool…T...m ko dar nahin lagta? Reena-nahin yaar…Pahle lagta tha…Ab to roj itna bada leti hun…Maza aata hai yaar…Uski topi bahut maza deti hai…Shuru mein thoda dard hota hai…Jab chut chikni ho jati hai to pura ander leti hun…Tum daro mat. Nisha-yaaar…Uska main le paungi kya… Reena-jab chut chikni hogi tabhi sara ander ghusedega…Tu dar mat…Main tere paas hi. " You wouldn't," he insisted, a squeak in his voice. He glanced toward a pistol that was lying on the table, and I stuffed it into my waist to remove the temptation. The butt was bloody, and I suspect that he had hit the old man with it."What'd you pay for your commission, leftenant?" I asked with a smile as I saw the disheveled woman and her bleeding father-in-law come through the door. He did not answer."Take off your clothes," I said to him as the woman began bathing the white-haired man's. She sat on the bed and pulled me closer to her and unzipped me pulling my jeans down. She soon had my underwear off and started kissing my cock. She looked at me and said "Shreya is on her way here you want to wait or do we go ahead?" I told her we could wait if she wanted to and she said though she needs a good fuck she ought not to be so greedy and laughed. I pulled my underwear up and we kissed. I played with her tits for a while. She asked me if I wanted to have a cold drink and I nodded. I decided he needed to be taught a lesson about how it feels to beviewed solely as a sex object. Accordingly I prepared the little Mazdaas a transformation and control machine and arrange a trap to ensurethat Steve bought it. That part of the plan worked brilliantly but,unfortunately, I had underestimated Steve's strength of will. He foughtback against "Stephanie" and to some extent succeeded. He was supposedto keep the car until his transformation was complete and then bring itback to me here..