She tried to tie the strips in several places to hold the sticks in place, but they kept slipping.She flinched when Brain knelt down opposite her and ...eld the sticks in place for her. She nodded at him and adjusted them slightly and then strapped them in place. She soon had the leg immobilised to her satisfaction. She looked up into the face of the big man and realised he was a simpleton.Brain gave her his best, lopsided grin, “Brain do good. Brain help pretty lady.” Willow glanced over at the. Karte hue dekh liya h vo apna hath meri pocket se bahar nikalte hue boli tujhme thodi bhi tamij h ya nh aise kon karta h or body language naam ki koi cheez h ya nh vo mjhe daat hi rhi thi ki niche se nani ne mujhe aawaz lagai sheenoo or m sunte hi niche jane ke liye seediyon ki taraf aage badne laga tbh didi ne mujhe rokte hue kaha han or sheenoo sun maine jaise hi unki taraf dekha unhone salwar ke upar se hi apni chhoot par hath rakhte hue nasamjhi se kaha iske baare m kisi se mat bolna unhe. . um..."I hesitate because I don't know if they're really for me well of coursethey are but maybe I shouldn't be spending so much. I'll have to getanother pair of pants anyway as I won't be able to wear this one withflats and she says "Maybe you should try them on with your jeans," and shegoes out of the booth again.I change back into my jeans, tucking my blouse into the waistband andwhile I have no intention of buying the shoes, what harm can it do but totry them on? My jeans are too a bit too. She squeezed them. I groaned as she twisted them. Pleasure burst through my body. My cunt clenched with the heat of this moment, my pussy on fire. She tweaked my nipples.“Mmm, how wet does that make your pussy?” she asked.“So wet,” I moaned.She slipped off the couch and knelt before me, her face slid through my dangling tits before she grabbed my thighs. I shifted on my feet, spreading them apart. The spicy musk of my pussy filled my nose. I could smell how wet I was.With a hungry growl, she.