" Am sorry young man , but I cannot let you out and we checked your data seems they are looking for you - you might look innocent , but I have to do m... job " he stepped into the cell " hands on your back , please - for your own safety " . " Sir , I don't understand you have not even asked my name and why ... ? " when his elbows were tied together with a belt and he was handcuffed - the cop turned him around and smiled : " Pretty guy you are I bet you sell your ass , too " he grabbed Akiya's. Jub main un keg her puncha to main bohet aajeeb sa feel ker raha tha laqeen saima baji bohet melen sar thee un ke gher main serf 3 room tha jin main say ik main baji or Dusry main mamu or mami rahty tha jub ke room no 3 un loghoon ka stor tha mumani ny mary ley ik char paee us stor main laga dee . Laqeen baji ny un say kaha k emery pass itna bara room hai ferhan bahi mery sath hi reh lay gy or main un ke perhae main b madad ker do gee. Mamu ko koe etraz b nahi tha q ke mujy bachpen main saima. And any fucking idea of Duke sucking my dick just went out the old window.Rocky was a rough looking, muscular Italian guy, in his mid forties, over 6' tall, and barrel-chested. He was married to a little thing of a woman that the other women called The Shrew. She had absolutely no sense of humor in her and had a face that resembled a mouse, or possibly, a rat."Say hello to Rocky, my slave cocksucker." Duke said. I stammered, "Hell... hell... hello, Rock... Rocky." Rocky laughed. The Duke. I didn’t help that Cindy was whispering little comments into my ear about wanting to lick ice cream off of his chest. Funny, but while I’m not normally a jealous girl, my kitty self doesn’t like to share. Only the threat of being sent home kept me civil as Mr. I-am-god’s-gift-to-women worked his supposed charm, unaware of how delusional he was.This time, it was Cindy who broke through my steely gaze of dislike, her mouth fastening on my nipple. She nipped me, startling me so much that I let out.