I tried toprotest we did not have enough money at the time and there was thebaby on its way and we couldn't leave the farm." The farm, the farm, alway... the farm", she pretended to be mad at me."That's why I'll arrange this wedding. Just like me I want you tohave the happiest day ever". I have had already too many happy dayssince I fell for Pam".He skipped through again and read: "Pam today told me she had been totown to see a doctor, he had told her tests had come confirming shehad a cancer.. Wo ekdum mast hoker apne boob chusa rahi thi.Urvashi-aaahhh jiju…Apni sali ko khoob maza do yaaar ….. Aaaahh sali ko chod ke maza looto yaaar…Biwi ko to roj hi chodte ho…Sali ki chut maro…Aaahhh jiju…Mast chuste ho…Aaaahh …. Mar dala … Jiju …. Aahhh tum bahut mast ho… Aaaahh ….Raj-tum bhi patakha ho meri jaan…Boob aur chut dono mast hai… Aaaahhh…Maza….Khoob deti ho.Apne jija je ko aaj khush kr do…Tumhari didi to roj marwati hai….Maine ab udki chut pr hath rakh kr sahlane lga.Udke boob jump kha. ” A squeeze of his muscles made his cock – still rock-hard and ready – jump before her eyes. “You want to drive for a while?” Her brow furrowed because her endorphin-fogged brain refused to process the question. He answered not with words, but by hopping up onto the table. He spun on his butt, swinging one leg around her, and then scooted forward. Though still quivering from the aftershocks of her orgasm, she sat up at his urging and pulled her feet under her. Will quickly slid beneath her,. That I would take what was given me...and survive to leave here one day.Stories of prisoners of war flashed through my mind, and I knew that whatever they had endured for so long...they were able to survive...and to walk free in the end. What joy they must have felt upon their release...looking back at the desperate times they had gone through, and having the apocalyptic shock of being free again, never to suffer their nightmare again.One day I would walk out of here...by release or.