Us nay bhi mary akray hoy lund ko apni gand may mahsoos karlia.may dar raha tha kay pata nahi ab kia hoga khair hum log gahar agay us nay kaha kay ap ...a lund har waqat kahra rahta hay. May nay kaha nahi koi khas cheez dakh lay to kahra hojata hay anwari boli kia khas cheez dakh li may nay us ki gand per hath lagia or bola us ko dakh kar is per who boli thumary lund ko gand chay hay ya phuddi may nay kaha donno is per us nay apni lungi kohli or mari lungi may hath dal kar mara lund apni gand kay. I make is just in the nick of time. I rush over and am the first one at the table. My father looks at me with a big smile. "You always were my favorite." He and I laugh. I never know if he is telling me that or if he tells all his kids that.I sit next to Bobby at lunch. We are talking about many different things as we go. I start to think about kidnapping Nick. I suddenly can't get that off my mind. I want someone else to feel the surge of excitement that I feel when Pete ties me. I start to. All white males, irish to European....roughly between ages 28-38 . In short, all entered room, closed door. There we were 7 naked men in a room with 1 bed little room. Instantly I hard the hardest erection ever. I will keep it short, no anal/fucking happened. dam,,,,,,,there was no room in that little room to do. So it was just me near the bed on knees, where the guys were rubbing each others chests/asses nicely,,,i was the bitch, on knees circle jerking/sucking all of them fully on knees hands. If she concentrated on the easy pain in her finger, then her other pain didn't seem so bad. The easy pain distracted her from the difficult pain. Things didn't feel quite so bleak.June remembered. Whenever the pain got too much, she'd cut herself. Deliberately. She used the easy pain to mask the difficult pain. The easy pain gave her a retreat, almost a safe place, somewhere she could escape to. It meant she had to wear long sleeves all the time, so her scars and scabs didn't show, and she had.