He merely wrote their numbers down in his little notebook and erased them from the mobile data bank even though he had heard you could never really de...ete the core contact from the memory file.He saw the light go on and picked up the small device to see that Doris had sent him another text message."U SHT Y U NO CALL!"Horace was able to gist the contents of the strange communication to mean the Doris person was upset over the fact he had not returned her calls and wanted an answer immediately.. .Or sameer or jorse usse karnee…Jkartaaa raha karta raha……..Deee dhakka dee dhaka…..Ab uskooo kutiyaaa position mei leliyaa…..Or……Jooo dhakkee sameer ne mqaare hai…Bygod ki kasam…..Margaiii…Dhireeeee yessss ssss sssssss ahhhhhh ramji….Ahhhh kartee………..Uskaa.A…Land ufaan par tha…Or dhire se…Mere peche se….Ashu agaya….Vobhiii 2noo kooo chatneelaga mene 2no ko neche se chaatne ka kaha ashu natak akrne laga ke land ko nai chatunga…Mene kaha chaatlee saale aisaaa mauka nai milegaa…..Just imagine. “This is what you want. Isn't it, Thrak? To plunge your cock into my hot cunt.” Her fingers stroked her thighs, sliding up to her pussy.Thrak stared at her. I couldn't tell if it was with rage or lust. My stomach clenched for my wife. I felt sick even as my cock throbbed so hard. She wanted another man to fuck her. She sounded so certain, so wanton.I hated seeing Riad fuck her in the Garden, using my form to trick her into breaking her vows to Luben. This was far worse.“Xandra, no,” I. She was about to yell, "I'm home," when she saw her father laid back on the couch sound asleep. Rather than wake him, she took off her back pack and set it on the desk of what was her bedroom and went into their bedroom to change. She plunked down on the bed and kicked off her shoes and started to take her white, almost knee high socks off, but changed her mind. Amie stood in front of the mirror, took the bands out of her hair and let the pony tail fall out. Her hair tumbled down to the middle.