A few more hours later the van stopped, outside Jamie could hear someone moving things around, probably her captor. She sat in the corner of the van b...rely daring to breathe with no idea what was going to happen next. Eventually everything went quiet, she guessed she was going to be left here for the night. She hoped that someone would report her missing or find her before anything else happened. As the hours dragged on and unable to sleep Jamie quietly sobbed in the corner as she faced the. He hadn't really forced her to do anything, thus far. His hands had gone for the buttons of her bodice and she'd slapped them away. He'd squeezed her breasts in return, not viciously, but rather gently, and remarked on how soft, yet firm they were. He had kept doing that, just attempting to unbutton her dress and repeatedly stroking her breasts, until she now lay limply under him.He lifted one knee and placed her hand under it, letting enough of his weight down to pin it to the Persian carpet. And suddenly, unexpectedly, she broke out laughing. “You lying bitch!”Carson glared. “I’m not lying.”“Yeah, you sucked Mr. Armisen’s dick and I ate his ass,” she chuckled, returning to her keyboard.“It happened,” Carson insisted.“Come on. I saw the girls he brought back to the hotel this week. All the same--big hips and big tits. Neither of us would have a chance with him. But don’t worry,” she winked at him. “Your secret’s safe with me.”“You’re just jealous,” Carson shrugged, looking away from. 5” mota land nikala or haath pe leke hilane lagi mai uske nipple jor jor se dabane laga who ek dum garam ho chuki thi uske mu se aawaj aane lagi she was moaning like hell aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhahhhhhhhh maine usi position mai khade ho kar uske T-shirt utar de oh my god really kya boobs they uske aaisa lag raha tha jaise bra se nikal kar bahar aana chate ho usne red colour ki bra phane rakhe thi uske boobs dekh kar mera land pagal ho gaya or mera sabar ka imtehan khatam ho chukka tha or uska b or.