.Teri choot hai ya tandoorrr itni garam hai k tujhe pelte pelte mera lund aur sakht ho rha hai meri raand….Ooo garima meri randi teri chootchodunga ...aj…Teri behen to do dhakko mein hi jhad jaati hai….Tu hi meri asli gharwli hai …Tujhe apni randi banake chodunga garima…Kmere laude pe bithake ghumaounga….Meri choti raand..Teri gaand bhi main aaj hi maarunga…Garima bhi cheekh rhi thi oooh jiju main apki garima randi hun mujhe kutiya bana ke chodo…Tumhara ghode wala lund mujhe chahiye….Pelo khub. I always enjoyed staying overnight because I could pick out a different bedroom each time. She would always read me stories and as I got older, eight, nine, ten, even eleven, she would invite me into her bed, especially if there was a storm or if we had watched a scary movie or were reading a scary book.We always had lots of fun, I got lots of hugs and snuggles, she often mussed my hair, whispered nonsensical things in my ear, tickled me until I cried for her to stop. Of course, as I became. "You willing to do some undercover? There's a brothel in the Albanian district in the city. Carl dropped her off at one of his contacts. Ultimately, I don't think she's there, but there has to be a clue." Then as he headed out towards the SUV, he turned around and looked at Daisy, "I'm sure you're wondering about dispshit in the basement, if so...hop in and I'll explain."Chapter 3 - Lost SoulsMinutes began to roll by as the SUV now entered the freeway towards the city. "You're asking how Carl. He made sure she was steady, then leaned down and picked up her crutches. "So, where are we going?" "Excuse me? We?" "Why not?" Brody flashed her a lazy, sexy grin that unsettled her just a little. "You look like you could use a little time to cool down, and I haven't had dinner. I'd make something, but I already know you don't keep real food around here." "Are you hitting on me?" Ryan asked as she got her crutches under her. "Because if you are, you picked a bad time. I'm not great company.