She'd already suffered more days of her life than she cared to remember bent over in the fields picking root vegetables and berries. There were much m...re rewarding careers in London. She might be able to work in a shop. Perhaps she could serve in a coffee shop. Maybe she could even work in an office. Such things were surely not beyond the reaches of possibility.The journey to London was long and tiring. The only means of travel she could afford were hitch-hiking and walking. At night she slept. Unhone pink nighty peheni hui thi. Aur baal khule hue thee. Vo super hot. Lag rahi thi. Unko dekh kar hi mera lund khada hogya.Nighty mein unke boobs aur gaand ka shape ek dum mast lag rha tha. Bht mann kar rha tha ki jaakar satt jaau unse par bht control kiya apne aap ko. Fir unke husband se thodi baatein hui uske baad vo kaam kar nikal gaye. Aur fir main aur bhabhi bas ghar par akele thee. Fir maine socha ki iss baar khaali haat nahi jaaunga. Aaya hu toh chut maar ke hi jaaunga. Bhabhi fir. “I-I thought you were asleep.”“Well, I couldn’t sleep. So. What are you doing? Giving sex shows in my basement,” Matt prodded.“N-No. Well. It was just a show. You know. For a friend,” admitted the freeloader.“I told Nic to tell you no gay shit, man!”“I-I’m sorry!”“You’re down here in black thigh-high stockings and a fucking miniskirt, dude! What if Ella or Wyat had come in.”“I-I didn’t.”“Just shut up!”“P-Please don’t tell Nicki,” begged Kyle.“I won’t,” Matt shrugged his shoulders. “We can’t put. They were inside a Chinese restaurant on a street not far from THE GOBLIN. Kim was having Chicken Chow Mein, a favorite Chinese dish among Britons while Angelique was having Ginger Beef with rice and between the two of them some Chinese prawn crackers and they both had beer too, good 'ol Danish Heineken."Wow you are eating rice with spoon???" Kim was surprised."Oh it's no biggie!! I've lived in America before and they eat rice the way Asians do!!!" Angelique enlightening her."Hey Angelique how.