She got tied and asked “bhaiya, you behenchod, do you know anymore or are we through?” I said “if you are not through then i will go for standin... fuck”. She said, lets do it. I know about three variation from back2 variation from front and one on taking on my hand. The last one was too much, my balls were boiling, i said “shanti i am cumming”. She said, “doesnot matter, i am satisfied long before, but as you are so sweet to me, did not want to disturb on your fuck.” After a few stroke i. ..But that wasn't me. It can't have been.Who am I?Why can't I remember?I try to speak. The woman hushes me. She holds something in front of myeyes. A sudden brightness blinds me once again."It's possible that she may show symptoms of post-traumatic amnesia." How severe and how permanent?" Hard to predict at this stage."She?They must be talking about someone else.A name forms in my head.Richard.Is that me?Why can't I remember?Now a sharp pain in my left forearm.Faces, colours and voices fade.Why. Finally, after about half an hour worrying and trying to think what I should do, they tossed my clothing back over the fence from the outside of the park. I never told you about this because of beating the lads promised me if I ever mentioned the incident.Anyway, back to events here. The next morning, after receiving your letter, the Father and I went off to the lough as usual. After I undressed, I told the Father that the cold was making me want to go wee-wee and asked if I could go behind a. He man takes her right nipple in his finger and thumb, pinches hard and stretches it out from her tit meat with his other hand he attatches a clover clamp. ts whimpers as the jaws bite down so very hard, Swiftly the man does the same to her left nipple, again she gives a groan of pain as the clamp takes hold. Turning to the box once more he takes out the large shiny steel collar, turning back he places it around her neck locking it in place, putting the key in his pocket, Grabbing her by the.