The beautiful brunette couldn't stop the wave of pleasure that tore through her love-hole, her vaginal muscles convulsing wildly. "AAAAHHHH!! Oh god. ...ooo!!!" Mira wailed as her feminine sex betrayed her completely, its fluids gushing into her rapist's mouth, a torrent of sweet-smelling nectar. He lapped up all the nasty cunt-cream, swallowing it eagerly, his tongue sliding up and down her messy pussy, sending residual shivers of pleasure up through her body until his continued ministrations at. She wanted something different and I sort of understood her motives. That’s all there is in life, really. Motives, ambitions. I could spin this as a romance story, but I’d hate to lie. It was simpler than that. She and I were at a party the first time we met. I don’t know who put it on or for what occasion. I doubt she knew either. It was near the college, I was new in town and didn’t care who was supplying or for what reason. I went for the cheap beer and silly college girls. She was in the. Maes, still weak from her recent activities, stayed near the horses and prepared the campfire. Rohea unloaded their packs from the horses, while Puccar went to set some traps nearby in the tall grass."Maes," Rohea said as he approached her, carrying her pack. "How are you feeling?" I am well, Sir Rohea," Maes replied.Rohea placed his hand on her shoulder. "I am concerned about you, Maes," he said. "You looked like you went past your limit in Hayr. Things could have gone very wrong."Maes' eyes. .wo boli han….Maine kaha to bhag mat jana ..maine abhi wha se boli le kar aata hun fir hum ganne ke khet mein kafi andar jayenge,,,,maine jaldi se bhag kar tractor ke paas gya ..waha se joot ki bori li aur jaldi se garmgarm doodh ka dabba uthaya aur teji se wapas khet mein aaya ….Wo wahi khadi thi…mujhe dekh kar wo boli bada saans chath ra hai tujhe tujhe lag ra hoga main bhag na jau…..main bola bakchaudi mat kar ander chalet hain… hum dono ander ganne ke khet mein ja re the …wo bolli dabbe.