Men Uzma k bobz pakarta wo garam ho jati or idher udher sir marti apni Phudi ko agy ker k dress k upper sy hi mery lun py ragerti magar tab is sy ziya...a kuch na howa final exams k bad humny phir wo hi academy join kia result bohat acha aya tha or hum kafi khush they to aik din Uzma boli Zian men 3 days k liay ni a ri meri family shadi py out of city jar y hen or meny apni grandmother k sath ghar py rukna hy wo kafi bemar hen to mera dil bujh sa giya magar rat ko un ka mobie py msg aya k Mery. .Panic crept back in..I really really for the first time wanted to be free at this point but what could I do? I would have used a safeword here if I had been soequipped. I could not speak intelligibly anyway and even if I couldwould it make a difference? I know I had always had this fantasy but could I actually spend several hours in this position, barely able to breathe and completely unable tomove? The only really burning pain in my body at this point was the lace on my balls.The tension. Dad told me that Grandpa had passed away peacefully in his sleep, and that he wanted to let us know, but that there was absolutely no need for us to come home."Is Mum okay?" She's upset, naturally; like Grandma, she had hoped he would go on a bit longer, but they are both grateful that he died peacefully at home, rather than in hospital amongst strangers. They will be fine, they are just a bit weepy today." Are you sure you don't want me to come home tonight?" No, there's no point in that, but. He had this "It's your move look on his face. I placed my soft drink on the kitchen table and moved in front of him. He followed my every move with his eyes, as I squatted in front of him reached up unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants. There was no hurry, I wanted to do this right. His underwear went next, and his member, hung freely between his legs. I slid forward, onto my knees and stared at it, I glanced up at him neither of us saying anything. I leaned forward pushing my.