"No darling," she whispered, "I want this to last." She stood up, dancing away from him. "Take off your jeans." He did, removing his work boots fir...t. "Sit!" she commanded, while pointing to a chair. Walking over to the stereo, she turned it on and started dancing. Moving her body sinuously with the beat, she slowly moved him. She ran her fingers across his face and then moving out of his reach before he could catch her. She did this continuously getting him into a state of arousal with. No signals out, the doors sealed. This was his kingdom. His universe. He had the memories of hundreds to join with, to manage, to control alter, and make his. He could make it a paradise or a hell, for those he chose to visit. He had barely scratched the surface. So much to study, to understand. He’d spent so much time in the lower levels of late though. Tormenting the tormented was harder then it might seem. Nightmares had to be personal to terrify, they had to be as carefully crafted as any. After turning up the volume, she found the cassette’s case and saw that the artist was a woman. Then she heard the music. It was beautiful! Saying all of the things her heart needed to hear, the song captivated her. She was almost three miles past her exit before Tricia knew she’d missed it and, by then, she didn’t even care. The songs sang to her and she sang to them, driving south, smiling once again, and only looking down once to see that she had nearly a full tank of gas. The miles floated. Dhire2wo neche aane lagi aur mere lund ko sahlane lagi uske komal hatho ka saprsh pa kar mera lund bilkul taan gaya.aab maine usse kaha ki ise chuso wo mooh banane lagi fir majburi me lund ko mooh me leliya aur apne mooh ko aage peche karne lagi par kal raat ji aandaj se wo ladkiya chus rahi thi wo maza nahi tha kuch der chusne ke bad wo boli main thak gai wo bagal me let gai aab maine apne lund pe condom chadaya aur Neha ki tango ke beche me aagaya aur uski choot ko sahlane laga uski choot bi.