As for the vindictive low scores, because of my views, there are enough readers who encourage me to keep posting in spite of you. The scores don't mea... anything really, other than what one person thought at the moment. What does mean something, is that enough of you thought what I did was good, and the 32nd re-write of "Wilderness Ordeal" a totally different story than either the original or the replacement, by the way, has been accepted for publication and will be in stores in the next few. You sigh and look down at the floor, feeling slightly dejected when suddenly a golden-glint catches your attention from the corner of your eye. Your eyes dart to where the quick flash came from, and land on a golden pocket watch hanging from the branch of a bush. You curiously hurry towards it before wrapping your fingers around the cool, hard metal and pull it away from the branch and closer to your face. You compare the time to your phone's and find they're both correct. Somebody must have. I suggested to massage with oil, she agreed, I rolled up her kameez and exposed black strap lace bra, I could only see back though as mami was lying down face to bed, I poured excessive oil onto her purposely. She gave no reaction because of pain I started to massage oil in to the back and shoulders of my milky white super sexy mami, she says ‘oooo aahhh,dard kam hota jara hai abh munna thanks I love you munna’ I kissed her neck and shoulders, continue to massage as I don’t want to force her or. Jed's hands were all over her body, his fat farmer fingers clutching her tiny waist, caressing under her arms making her shiver and squeal."Uggh Jed stop uggh ohh please ooohhh!"His mouth trailed spittle from one sucked nipple as it moved to the other one, descending with a hungry slurp! She clawed his back; her talons streaking up his spine but Jed didn't respond. "The lead," she realised, gripping the skull cap. Long spiny arms reached down from all sides holding her wrists pulling her arms.