Erskine was a bit younger than Mr. Watson, of a stockier build- quite powerfully built. A little later I crossed the courtyard again and was relieved ...o see no sign of anyone. Suddenly Mr. Watson appeared at the door of the large hay barn, "Martin, come here a minute please. "Oh no" I thought, "what's up now". I entered the barn, my eyes had to adjust a little to the light but I saw both men standing over by the main stack of hay bails, with a rather strange wooden device in front of them. It. ” Sabne haa kaha. Maine kaha mujhe jii bhar chod lo par pehle apne naam toh bata do.Tabhi unhone apna naam bataya.Mere right side vaale mard ka naam Manoj, left vale ka Nitin tha, aage vaale ka Jignesh tha aur driver ka naam Salim tha. Thode der mein Salim ka ghar aa gaya. Andar jaate hi un sabhi mardo ne mujhse sexy dance karvaya.Aur fir Salim ne bola ki pehle mai akela isko choduga kyunki mera ghar hai. Uske bad tumko jo karna hai woh kar lena. Iss baat pe teeno maan gaye. Salim ne fir mujhe. ”“No problem. I’ll have you home by one. Tattoos don’t take that long unless they are really big. You don’t want a big one for you first anyway,” He told her.“I didn’t know that. I thought it was a long process.”Michael took her to the place where he had his last one done. He knew these guys were good and would do quality work. When they got there, they had about a twenty-minute wait. While they waited, Michael helped Silk pick out a tattoo. With his help, she had pretty much decided to. As he released me he walked over toJenny lying on the floor and placed himself on the floornext to her. He pulled Jenny’s small white legs uparound his waist and released his black cock from hisshorts. With his left hand around her neck his righthand began to guide his hardened black manhood betweenher thighs. Jenny pleaded, “P-please, don’t. I’mexhausted. I don’t want another black thing in me…please, no, don’t, not now.”Her pleas fell on death.