Main in sabse anjaan banne ka dhong kari. Apni ungliyo se unke lund ke muh par aur achche se sahlane lagi. Kaash ki main apni ungliyo ko abhi ek baar ...hakh ke jaan pati ke papa ka swaad kaisa hai. Par aisa karti to hum dono ke is anjaan banne ke khel ka maza hi khatm ho jaata.Kuch der hum dono ki chuppi ke sath yahi khel chalti rahi. Firmain bore hone lagi. Papa achanak se pooche: Swati.Main sar uthakar unhe dekh boli: Haan papa.Papa: Tumhe thand nahi lag rahi hai kya?Main: Kyu? Thand kyu. Janet could see how her belly deflated, leaving stretch marks on her skin. As all air had been removed, M tugged on the balloon and slowly pulled it free. Being massively stretched for such a long time, her whole womb was a prolapsing mess."We need to take care of her prolapse.", M continued to explain while she opened a drawer and grabbed another balloon which seemed to be covered in some sort of mesh."See, this mesh is the same material surgeons use to suture wounds and after some days it is. Okay?"Jen lovingly kissed her husband. "Of course we will. Just not with Steve." Hi Jen, what are you doing here? Wow, you look great!" Thanks," Jen said to Vince, one of her husband's co-workers. "I'm here to pick up Mike for a long weekend. Do you know where he is?"Vince eyed the pretty blond. In her flirty sundress and heels, Jen had turned a lot of heads walking through her husband's firm. But Jen felt uneasy with Vince's eyes on her. At the firm's last Christmas party he had made a pass at. So nahm ich allein meine Mahlzeit ein. Linseneintopf, Milch und ein kleiner Beutel mit Brot und Hartwurst. Dazu nat?rlich wieder der Wasserschlauch. Der Beutel war wohl f?r den Nachmittag. Schnell erledigte ich noch meine Notdurft. Dann erg?nzte ich das Tagebuch und nahm den Beutel mit hinaus. Weitere Stunden war ich auf dem Feld, grabend, zwischendurch immer wieder Wasser trinkend. Langsam wurde es Zeit f?r die Pause. Rasch ging ich zum Geb?sch, hatte es schon wieder eilig damit. Den Beutel.