That way they should be able to at least save most of the film. *** I was driving Karen home for the break. We sat in the car, neither of us speaking,...both alone with our thoughts. Karen was staring out of the window, watching the scenery flash past, when she spoke, finally bringing out into the open the dilemma I was still struggling to conquer. ‘Dave, what is the problem? Are you still hung up about… well, you know?’ ‘It’s that obvious, isn’t it? Yes, I can’t help it. I know you forgave me,. Puch …. Puch…. Puch … puch…. Puch… puch…. Puch ki aawaz aa rahi thi uncle ne pucha rani maza aa raha hai mummy ne kaha jiiii bahuttt uncle ne pucha aur chodu aise mummy ne kaha ji uncle ne pucha dard toh nahi ho raha hai mummy ne kaha nahiAbhi nahi acha lag raha hai uncle thap thap thap thap karte hue chudai ko jari rakha aur aise hi dhire dhire meri mummy se bat karte rahe ab uncle ruk gaye unke sharir se pasina nikal raha tha aur mummy ke sharir se bhi uncle lagbagh aadhe minute aise hi khade. "Do you want to talk about why you've become a slave?" If it pleases you, ma'am." Were you desperate for money? Was that why you sold yourself?" No, ma'am." Well, how much did she pay you?" I'm not sure I understand the question, ma'am." Aunt Molly. How much did she give you to become a slave?" Nothing, ma'am. She bought me from my boyfriend." And how much did he give you?" Nothing, ma'am. I asked him to sell me."I made myself a sandwich for dinner, and listened in while I was nearby. Kelly was. I could see how dark the flesh had become on them as excitement grew in her. I began a rhythmic tugging which I knew would stimulate her clitty. Her eyes closed and she breathed deeper joining in the slow rhythm. Then I pulled the elastic from her belly and peered down into her panties enjoying the display of her now revealed deep slit. I slipped my hand down the cloth and teased her soaked and slippery labia, moulding them together to pressure her clit and then opening them again. Finally I.