. Aaaaaahhhhhhh…… Aaaahhhhh….Ruchee: i love you vishal , please le low aab meri vishal main aab nahi ruk sakti , please le low meri, please meri...aab le lowMe: yes ruchee main hamesha se tum ko chodna chahata tha, main lunga tumhari ruchee aab zaroor lunga ruchee, i love you ruchee , i love you , i love your chut ruchee, kha jaounga main tumhari chutMain abhi bhi uske boobs suck kar raha tha aur chut rub kar raha thaRuchee: please vishal aab lund dalo na mere ander, main aab nahi ruk sakti …….. ? I quickly got a flash of what she had said to me the previous time? ?I will feed u my precious urine tomorrow in such a way, u will not spill one precious drop??. I knew what was going to happen now?.She just looked at me sternly and said ?Drink?? I gulped..but I dare not protest. So i tried?tried to drink but as I brought the glass near my mouth, the smell and warmth of fresh urine made me puke. I could not drink. She rushed to my side with a cane in her hand. ?She raised her hand and I got. She started to read a magazine. I looked out of the window.Apart from the occasional station we passed through, the countrysidelooked rather boring after a time and I started to feel sleepy.I woke from sleeping to see that she had also fallen asleep. She had slidforward in her seat and her legs were wide apart. I could see she waswearing stockings. Above her dark stocking-tops I could see her creamythighs also how her pink knickers clung to her obviously shaven pubes. Ihad to go to the toilet. ” He shakes his head as he leans down to swipe the tears from my cheeks. “Why are you crying, baby? You know you want this. You’ve been askin’ for it all year!” he laughs.I feel hands at my thighs the something cold. I hear a snipping noise then with sickening realization I realize that they are cutting off my clothes. I try to turn. I tried to twist my body but there is very little I can do with both my hands and feet tied under the bench. Bo, impatient as ever, grabs my shirt at the collar.