Mmmmmm.Tabhai darwaje ki bel baji.Hum uth gaye maa ne sadi thik ki.Our mai. Uth ker palang per baith gaya.Tabhi maa ke ja ker darwaja khula. Dekha to ...eri papa gaa gaye.Hrashidi market me dukan hai.Papa hamesha dukan per hi hote hai.Wo subhe 9.30 se rat 11 baje tak wahi hote hai.Wo kahana bhi wahi khate hai.Ek hi sehar me hote hua bhi wo dophar ko khana khane ke lye ghar nahi ate the.Us din wo aye our maa ko kha.Chaolo hame gaon jana hai.Hrashide gaon me koi bimar hta use dekhne ke lye wo jana. Clearing his throat added, "It seems to me that our professional relationship has changed," he continued with a gleam in his eye. "You are a really good cock sucker. Sorry I didn't last long, but next time I'll do better." Next time?" Jena asked surprised. "Of course, you can't expect me to get a blow like that and not want more," he said. "And next time you'll have all your clothes on so it won't be so bad," he continued thoughtfully. "No wait; I want you topless when you blow me." And what. There were constantly 300 of us in the dark mountain caves , they lay naked forced in licentous and lewd behavior.They were all kidnapped from the convoys.You never can imagen what these beasts did to us.They will kill me when I get to old to be used as fucktoy.Hardened criminals known as the "Special Organization" attack the defenseless people, killing anyone they pleased. They also raid the caravans and steal anything they wanted. In addition, an extraordinary amount of sexual abuse and rape. She just looked at me."I don't care much for boys," she said, her face set in a hard expression.I thought for a moment. Into my mind flitted memories of some of the bullies and jerks and others of my gender who'd stained my life's path."You know," I said, looking right into her eyes, "a lot of the time I don't either." Then I grinned.Her face softened, a smile tugged at her bare lips. "You any good with that thing?" she asked, then blushed at her awkward choice of words. "I meant the.