Hue uski raseele gulabee choot ka nazara dekhne ko mila. Halkee roshni me chamakte hue nangegore gore jism ko ko dekhkar mai uttejit ho gaya aur mera ...und mare khushi ke jhumne laga usne jaldi se meri baniyan utar di phir paint khol di aur janghia bhi sarka diya. Maine kaha ki pahle kuttia asan karte hai isme tumhari khujali mit jayegi aur wo doogy ki tarah dono hath bed par phaila kar jhuk gayee, maine apna lund piche se uski bur ke pas le gaya aur phisalte hue andar chala gaya, kyki uski bur. * * *"Are you sure your plan's gonna work?" asked the Deputy Director of theFBI."Yes, sir," said Cole Dashforth. He was working on Lyla Jackson's case.They've kept the attack on Lyla a secret to avoid the press. The realLyla Jackson was transferred to a secret facility who was still in coma.The Chameleon has already taken Lyla's place. They must think of somestory to the press explaining Lyla's absence."We need to find who attacked Lyla Jackson? Has she woken up yet?" No, she's still comatose.". Think of this as an incredible favor for us, and especially Jenny. She's going to be ecstatic when she learns she's going to be a mother." That's just it, Joe. I'm wondering if I can keep the distance from the baby once it is here. This is messing with my head, I'm not sure I can handle it. I'd like to back out now, Joe. This is really getting me," he replied. "Let's forget this,"Joe took a long look at him. Then both men turned to look over the lake. "No, Don; I'm going to hold you to this.. I cum in you hard, four, five, six almost audible spurts of warm, sticky Daddy-love filling your thirsty twat. I push in still, you're too good to quit. My cock is still hard, and you're still beautiful. Soon, nothing but rambling nonsense escapes your lips - your mind is too blank to form a coherent thought. You keep muttering about how you need it, please Daddy, you're a good girl, need it so bad. I taste the sweat as it rivulets down your neck - how do you sweat honey, baby? It's so sweet..