Mene pucha ki kaha hai gift?Toh mujhe hug karke woh boli ki tonight i am all yours,m ur gift.I hugged her n started kissing her shoulders on the bed.S...e started to moan…Aaaah….Mene uski nighty ko upar kiya n thighs ko rub karne laga, uske hath meri back par move kar rahe the..Meri finger abi uske love hole k paas thi, usne panty nahi pahni thi, what a soft pussy it was, she was moaning heavily now as i was rubbing her clean shaven pussy,i was in a dream world with an angel in my arms.I removed. Gabriela picks up my big lock of hair and shows it to my face. There it is, it's not a lie, she's shaving me for the first time in my life, worse than a bitch, worse than a sheep. I have a terrible desire to cry. Gabriela is disfiguring me, her will is taking away from me a part of my beauty for which I am admired: my hair, my hair, my hair, I sob, shaking with my tears. I can't take it anymore, I know what's coming, I lean my forehead, my face against her chest and instinctively I take one of. I’ve never regretted our marriage.” Maggie replied.At least that’s something, I thought as I felt her hand grip mine a bit more tightly.The rain started to subside. We spoke with the other couple for a little longer about our respective families and the beauty of the area before we ventured out again as the sun started to come out. Water was in the trees and on the grass and in puddles on the ground, creating a magical landscape of sparkling light.We continued walking and continued holding. Tanner gasped as he regained consciousness, Georgina’s sneer of absolute contempt, the last thing he saw before the lid was pressed on, the cruel pleasure in her eyes at having seen him humiliated so thoroughly, rousing his recently spent cock to a consciousness of it’s own. That budding, fresh erection rose to a perverted stiffness as the coffin was kicked smartly across to the cart, which was then driven in a circuit before the applauding audience of women, each one so spitefully student in.