Grabbing her keys and her bag she left the small house in Biggin Hill and started the drive up to London and Wandsworth not wanting to be late and not...sure of the parking around the prison. * He looked at himself in the small hand mirror and then at the plastic razor that another prisoner had lent him. It was an illegal mirror and razor and it had cost him a packet of tobacco to borrow them, the usual currency inside. He had shaved yesterday and a slight dark shadow of stubble made him look a. " What is your first boyfriend's name, Angela?" I asked just to be sure, knowing that with the pain she was now in that she wouldn't be able to lie to me."I can't lie Master, I love you too much. It was Greg," she cried out as she fell to the ground and started writhing and screaming in pain."Your first boyfriend's name was Greg, Angela. It was Greg!" I called out loudly to ensure she heard me.A moment later, she was lying on her back on the floor and trying to catch her breath, and I was. It stood straight as I wore the thinnest material. I asked to check on my low back.To make that easy I turned sideways to the side where she was sitting. Once I turned my erect tool took a place on her upper thigh as she was sitting very close to me. She didn’t know what to do. Her breathing got heavy but still, she checked on my low by moving by t-shirt upwards. She literally didn’t say a word at all. I asked whether there is any problem she nodded her head signing no.Now I came back to my. Ab main aapko zyada bore nahi karunga kyonki mjhe pata hai aap sab readers ko story likhnewale se zyada story me interest hota hai. Mein jo bhi likhne ja raha hun ye mera real life ka experience hai.Meri ek gf hai jiska naam hai riya (name changed).wo kolkata se kuch 200 km dur ki rehne wali hai (name not given).n wo orissa me padti hai.woh kaafi sundar dikhti hai.uski figure dekhkr koi bhi pagal ho jaye,itz 34 28 34…meri mulakat usse ek social networking site k through hui thi.kuch hi dino me.