On it sat two leather collars, attached to dog leashes. One collar had a pink bow through the loop, while the other had a blue bow. “As I instructed...Tom, he will attach the collar first to himself, then you, and will hand me the leashes. You will be led around the house in this manner. Is this understood?” Diane looked, swallows, and nodded her head in understanding.I walked over and picked up the collars with the blue bow. It was not as thin as a dog collar, but not big enough to cover my, or. Aaaaahhh…..Oooooo yaaaaarrr….Reena ab bhi lund ko pakad kr chus rahi thi.Fir kuchh der baad usne lund ko chhod diya.Reena-raj dekho….Kitna bada hai tumhara…Chut mein jate hi mast kr deta hai ladies ko…Kya mast cheej hai ye…Aaahhh yaaar ab to uper chadh kr choda chodi shuru kr do yaaar…Bahut der se chut pyasi hai…Aaaahhh mere raj…Meri chut mein ye loda daaal kr chadh jao…Aaaahh…Shot mar mar kr chut ka pani nikal do…Aaahhh mere raj…Chut ko loda chahiye….Aaaahhh…Chodo apni randi. They never seemed to mind when she went over the line, horizontal-wise and kept mum around mum at those times when it really counted.She had stupidly fallen sloppily in love with her not so distant cousin, Faith from Cornwall. The beautiful girl was as pretty a teenager that was ever designed by the angels above in heaven on high.Conversation-wise, the giddy girl was not what one desire as an intellectual sounding-board, but she had redeeming qualities in her often quickly changing flirting. True he loved his daughter, and wanted to be there for her more than he had been. But inside, he wanted to see his daughter prance around in the frilly little cheerleader outfit she'd asked him to purchase for her. His daughter was hot, just on the cusp of womanhood, and he had to miss watching her blossom. Damn work! On this night however, he would be getting into areas of his nature he never thought possible. As he sauntered into the freezing room where the bodies where kept. He was to work.