... I mean.... she's..... she's.... she's fuckin'.... Jilnar Jardaly! That's Jilnar fuckin' Jardaly!” gasped the shocked manager, “Holy fuckin' sh...t! She looks even hotter than she does on the fuckin' TV! But.... but.... but.... h-h-how?!”“That's not important!” said her master. “First, it’s time to play!”From his pocket he produced a little rubber, squeaky dog-toy in the shape of a novelty bone. On hearing the squeaking sound when he squeezed it, puppy-girl Jilnar crawled over to him and sat. "It took me a second to realize Zaim's point. "The Holy!" I whispered. "Half sir?!" One over! More than half the riders this year targeted above Level-3. This shatters the previous record of 42%." Zaim paused for a moment. "A total of 131 passed yesterday's ride, you, 123 of the riders targeting Level-3, and seven of the riders targeting Level-4. Regardless of what happens next, this will go down as the most severe Lion in history."I thought for a moment about the skewness of the numbers. "A. Wo chatate chatate fir se upar pahuch gaya. Maa ki chunchiyon par apni jeebh ghumane laga aur bich me chunchi ko muh me bhar ke chur leta. Fir usne apna chota sa lund maa ki khuli hui chut pe rakha aur dhakk marne hi wala tha ki pura under utar gaya. Aisa lag raha tha jaise dedh inch ke pipe me adhe inch ka rod dal diya ho. Fir maa ne apne faile hue pairo ko pass kar diya aur Chut ko daba diya jisase chut dab gayi choti ho gayi. Wo maa ki chunchiyon ko chuste hue jor jor se maa ko chodne laga.. He took both of my ankles, raised them to his shoulders, and then grabbed the front of my thighs, and pulled my ass to the very edge of the table. “Panties on or off, Mrs. Fisher?” he asked.“On please,” I said while smiling.I didn’t want my little dinkess flopping around while I got fucked and leaving my panties on made me feel even naughtier. Dr. Ryan pulled my panties to one side so he had free access to my man cunt. I felt the slippery head of his cock push its way between my cheeks and.