Maine unke chut pe bahut sara olive oil lagaya aur apne lund pe v. Ab hamlog missionary position me aa gai maine dhire dhire dhakka lagana suru kia,ab...wo dhire dhire siskaari(moaning) lene lagi, aur apna ek haath apne mooh pe rakh dia taaki jyada awaaz na nikle. Maine unko pakad ke jor jor se dhakka lagane laga,aur awaaz niklane lagi,,,,aaaahhhhhhh,,,uhhhhhh,ahhhhhh,,,,,,ahhhhhhhh,,,,,ushhhhhhhhh,,,,ummmmm,,,,,,ahhhh,,,,ab mai kaafi speed me dhakke lagane laga,wo v apna kamar utha utha ke. Donna was a real beauty. She was medium height with perfect 34 B/C cups and tight little body that made them seem bigger. She was a touchy feely kind of person that I really enjoyed. She always brought a smile to my face when I would see her. She would always smile back and it would melt me.One day while my wife was on a business trip, I was in my shop cleaning up after making the girls their own wall desks for their rooms. I had finished them and installed them along with monitors and small. We still made him sit in the car while the three of us went in. I left him with the Valet key so he could have some AC and listen to the radio, but not go anywhere far. Anyone trying to carjack him wouldn’t get much out of the parking lot before it shut down.Girls! Tell me we are going to Goodwill and instead send me off to get him some boxer briefs. I don’t care if he did bust his nut twice from looking up her mini skit and then seeing up the leg of Trudy’s loose shorts. Let him go. You would have woken up a bitch whether you wanted to or not.But deep in the darkest part of my soul -- the part you don't show toanyone else -- I fear that the answer to the question... is no.I don't share that thought with anybody. It scares me to think it.+++++The investigators passed my file onto the head nurse. She looked liketwice the man that I was."OK... Yup. Perfect. We'll get started."She snapped the file shut, and the investigators left my side. Ihelplessly watched them go. The woman.