“They say the art passes to the third daughter of the third daughter.” She laughed. “My Grandmother was truly gifted. She worked in the theatre ...ut that has never appealed to me, I like to be close to the audience, it’s more exciting. Give me your locket.” I unclipped the large silver locket that dangled at my throat, the one a former lover had given me. She took it and held it in her closed fist.After she’d taken a sip of her wine, she opened her fist and the necklace was gone.“Impressive,” I. Mane soch lia agar aaj kuch nai bolunga to kabhi nahi bol paunga ….m befikar himmat kar ke andar gaya .vo mujhe dekhkar thoda choki aur thodi khush hui…..yaaro chala to gaya but smajh nahi aaya ki kya bolu……thodi himmat kar ke bolaseema ur dance was nice………vo niche dekhkar muskura kar dekhne lagimane socha kuch bolegi par vo to kuch nai boli..m phir bolayahan kya kar rahi ho sir dekhenge to datenge………is baar vo bolim sir se permission lekar aayi hun mere sar me dard…………….m chup ho gaya yaaro. "Hel..." said Rory, as she answered the door to see a tall muscular dark-haired man with exotic looks. The man looked to be of Middle Eastern or Indian background, he looked exactly like fitness champion Ako Rahim. Rory looked at the man's massive biceps as her legs started to slowly shake."Yes, I am Asam, it says I am here at nine?" said the man, as Rory tried to collect her thoughts."Yeah yeah, this is Rory," said Rory."Yes, I come see you?" asked the man."Yes, come on in," said Rory,. I screamed out with pain like I had never felt before as that huge cock felt like it was splitting me in two. I sat motionless on his lap, trying to let my ass adjust to the monster pole buried deep inside it, but he wasn't having any of that. He lifted me up off his lap, and began fucking me from below with long slow powerful strokes, as my ass fought to loosen up to allow that cock to slide in and out without pain. It seemed to take forever, but I finally began to feel my hips instinctively.