There would always be five slips of paper in the jar from each of us. If one was drawn, another must be written to replace it. Another being that we m...st both draw at least once a month, though frequency wasn't an issue, something which had both made us smile and laugh wickedly.Like kids anxious for presents, we pondered the concept of secret pleasures being shared. But the biggest rule perhaps, was in agreeing sometimes a fantasy was just that. A fantasy.We agreed to be open enough, if indeed. ” Carrie rubbed her hand to the side of my face as she added, “Always remember John, to live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.”Carrie started to fade away and before she was gone she said, “Remember John never give up hope and I will always be here for you just look to your heart when you need me.”That was the first time Angel Carrie came into my life. From then on she guided me down the road we call life. I went to rehab and got my life back together. When I hit a bump in the road, I. She isn't wrong and I can feel my cock straining in my cage causing a delicious discomfort. The embarrassment of showing off my caged member to my thirteen year old niece is such a thrill that I get a shiver at the idea. My wife and daughter are loving this, I'm sure. They like to humiliate whenever they can. Well, since she is in charge, I stand before her and remove the panties I am wearing. There is some spotting on the front of them as I have begun leaking. Kate stares at my little caged. Mere andar current barghaya.lund bhi raise ho gaya. Tabwoh pujabi dress mein thi aur kapde full tight boobs tak kapde tight.aur woh bohoth khooburath dikhne laghi. Maine soch liya ye meri blue film ki heroine hai.kya badan hai,kya boobs hai,kya ghaand hai saali ka ab mujhe sirf use raazi karna hai.Mai uske boobs dekhthe hi rah gaya.phir hosh mein aake kaha bhabhi happybirth day.aur mann hi mann mein kaha happy boobs day.phir usdin se mein unse mein unko close ho gaya.hum bohoth baatein karne.