“Where’s your dress?” she asked the senior cop, sitting down directly across from the girl.“Tore it off me in the closet,” she said, shiveri...g noticeably.“Detective, would you give her you jacket?” he commanded his partner in a way few would notice. Melissa complied without complaint; it was what she always did. Martha accepted it appreciatively as Melissa laid it over her shoulders. She also began to relax as the detective began massaging her shoulders.Melissa laid out the story just as I’d. Mai ye nazara dek ke meri khushi ka tikana nahin raha. Mujhe niche late ne ke liye kaha aur main late gaya. Uske baad maa saree aur peticoat kamar pe at kake apni black colour ki panty utar k mere muh k ooper bait k moot ne lagi. Maine unka poora moot pee liya. Aur jab maa oot ne lagi tho maine pakad liya aur unki chut ko chaat ne laga. Ahhhh meri maa ki chut ka koi jawab nahin. Maa choot ne ki khoshis karne lagi par maine choda nahin. Kareeb 10 min maine chut ka maza liya. Uske baad ko chod. ' My head is spinning as I climb off the floor, anger rising in me, 'Fuck you hitting me like that!' I stand and go at her with arms outstretched, I'm gonna give her one back. Somehow she has grabbed me and I'm on the cold hard floor again, with my arms pinned above my head. 'Looks like a lesson has to be learned!' She says, as she starts slapping me with her free hand. This bitch is strong. I fight back, but cannot do anything. With her free hand, she covers my mouth and nose. The last thing I. My imagination ran wild but I decided to hold my horse and quickly slipped into cream shorts and a navy blue t-shirt. I ran to the lobby to find this sex goddess in tight white jeans and a dark green tight top. I could see her panty and bra line. I got a hard on and I think she noticed the bulge. In any case, we went to the beach and strolled for a while and feasted on the chaats at the Chowpati. During the conversation, we shared about our personal lives.I got to know that her husband is in.