Phir ye sab dekh kar mera bhi josh badne laga or mai jor se usse chodne laga. or jor jor se bolne or chilane lagi.Amrita : ahhhhh… fuck me… ahhhhh...h… ohhh god……. fucccckkkkk… ohhhhhh… maaaannnnnnn… fuck fuck fuckkkkk…. U bastard…. Fuck…. M ur slave… m ur bitch… fuck me…. Fuccckkk aaaaahhhhhMera bhi josh badna gaya or karib 15 min tak usko 3 position mai badal badal kar maine usse choda. Mujhe or usko bahut maza aaya thode der uske upat letene ke baad mara lund bahar aa gaya phir hum dono ek. Since We met often in the near too my area ,I used to fantasies her and how I wanted her to be my woman . I heard from rumors from my friends that she had affairs and her husband didn’t like it. Thats why she was having a rough time with him but since her husband had owned his father-in-laws property, he couldn’t afford to leave her .She was also very strict in the school and often used to scold student who used to be absent in her class or used to neglect their studies.I was used to admire her. When I didn’t reply his hands grabbed my arms, squeezing until I was sure he’d break them.“Why can’t you just love me?” he yelled. He was angry, but underneath that he sounded genuinely hurt. He honestly didn’t understand why I didn’t love him. Why stealing me away hadn’t won my heart and obedience.“This isn’t the way you get someone to love you Clyde,” I whispered. He roared in anger again, slamming his good fist onto the wood just inches from my head.“I’ll make you love me…I’ll make you beg. I know now that going to my local bar where I was a regular to have a drink, a drink I didn’t see pored in front of me, was not the smartest thing I ever did in my life. You know the one about hindsight is always 20/20. My first drink must have been doctored because I suddenly found myself sitting in a isolated booth with the two detectives trying to answer their questions, but being unable to. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to answer them, trust me I did. I just couldn’t answer any of their.