3 inch ka khada lund kaise dikhta hoga sidha letne pe woh bhi sirf towel rakha huaPhir jaise taise chachi ne nazar hata k phir massage start kardi or ...ere siiney pe oil laga k massage start kardi lekin baar baar unki nazar mere lund pe jaa rahi thi chest se hote hue mere stomach pe aagaye or aahiste aahiste karte karte mere jhaant k baal tak unki ungli pohoch gai phir unse raha nahi gaya or aakhir kaar woh towel hata di or mere lund ko dekh kar aankhe chaudi kardi or apne muthi mein lelli or. He then drifted off to a peaceful sleep.Later that afternoon his girlfriend Denise came by, she was still distraught; it took Chris almost half an hour, to calm her down.When he assured her, he was going to be okay and everything was going to work out, she finally stopped crying. They talked for a while and he finally got her to laugh once or twice. He told her what had happened earlier in the morning. She could not believe it. When she told him, how hot it made her he was shocked. She started. M.Parker stops her pacing as Jarod emerges from the bedroom, looking more tired than she's ever seen. She stubs out her cigarette in the ashtray on the coffee table then sits next to him on the couch. God he's beautiful, she thinks, looking at his face, his head thrown back on the couch, his eyes closed, lips slightly parted. She wants so badly to kiss his full lips again, not the innocent kiss they shared as children but, one filled with the passion she has for him, the passion she thought he. He was dark, like Serrah was, and unlike the sailors who had brought him here to this unknown land and used him during the sailing, and he spoke his language, Krio, enough for him to feel he hadn’t left the world altogether. But the black buck was such a towering, muscular man that he intimidated Serrah. Also, if the man was roaming free here and with the authority to take Serrah off the vessel and lead him away, he wasn’t like Serrah. He could do as he pleased—at least with Serrah.It was the.