.feer main bhi ushka sath dene lagi.Ushko aapni bhahon main kasane lagi ushke jadu bhare hath mere badan per firne lage or mujhe ko behaal kerne lage....Pata nahi ush main kya jadu tha ki main bas bikhrti ja rahi thi ..mera maan ker raha tha ki bas mujhe fuck ker de jab wo aapne hath mere badan ke uper se leker niche tak le jata to bas mere muh se aahhhhhh aaahhhhhh uuufffffff ki awaz hi niklti.. Feer ushne mere kapde uttarne suru kiye to mujhe kuch pata hi nahi chala ki kab main ushke samne. I turned away from Morehouse's body. Knowing that I couldn't save him made me sick. He deserved to be punished, but not killed. At least not like that.Just as I pulled up Michael's number, I heard the rush of footsteps. If Lord Morehouse had more Dragons, even former Dragons, under his control, they may have felt his death and were rushing to his aid. I lowered my phone, waiting to see who approached.The door burst open and a tactical unit moved into the room. Guns were trained on me and orders. Isobel tried to make light of it, "Gets more like his father every day, anyway it will give you time to settle in, I'll see you later," and much to Arabella's dismay she turned and left.Arabella went upstairs to unpack more worried now than she was before.Her clothes hung or neatly put in to draws, Arabella freshened her face before venturing down again; she went in to the kitchen and was amazed to see her sister making tea, "Where's the maid, surely domestic staff aren't that difficult to. I sat in the den watching TV while I heard her getting ready. I head her hills coming down the hall and when she walked into the den I almost shot a load. She was wearing a push up bra that had her thirty four b cup tits perfectly round on top. She also had a matching garter belt that had six gaters holding up a pair of black seamed lace top stockings. Her hills where at least six inches tall. Oh and she wasn't wearing panties. She put her hands on her hips and said look at my face you pervert..