.pahlae simple naatein share karteun thae..fir dhire dhire humare bich naughty baatein shuru ho gayin.. Jissae mere lauda haar daam khada rahnae laga�...�abb biwi ki chudai mein maan lagta tha..abb yunh hona laga kie abb sunday wala din meri shop band rahtie hai toh main ghar pae hie rahta tha…aur shaam ko kissi bahanae aae niklaye aur upar uakae ghar chale jaate…shuruwat mein thodi jjor laga kae kiss kartein thae..basas..fir aisae har sunday hum miltae aur kissing karte..ekk din kissing kartein. Not much.’ He could hear the truth in her voice, hear the fatigue. ‘And were you a good girl? Did you do as I asked you?’ ‘Yes Sir!’ Came her mournful, heartfelt whisper. All the aching and longing sounded thickly in her words. ‘Mmm, good girl.’ He praised her. ‘Where are you now Kitty?’ ‘In my bedroom, sir.’ ‘And will anyone overhear this conversation?’ ‘No Sir, my parents are both at work.’ She answered softly. Immediately the thought of going to her place and taking her in her own bed rose. June came more out of her daze. Betts said, "Tell Erin if you like Wally's cock up your ass and a vibrator up your pussy while you are eating my cunt." Oh, I love all of it. I could die here happy." Good answer. Now you get your reward." Betts put June back to her pussy and both groaned at the contact.I said to Wendy, "Turn it up all the way. I want to go for the home stretch."The vibrations got more intense. June then Betts reacted more. Wendy moved her thumb faster and pushed faster into. She was sleeping on the streets, literally in alleys and behind dumpsters. She was sober and drug free, but panicked out of her mind about someone coming to kill her. The killer was arrested; he’s in jail for a long time thanks to Lisa revealing his name to the police. She didn’t have to testify, so the murderer doesn’t even know who she is. The police assured Lisa that she wasn’t a target any longer.”Myron was thinking. “Damn,” he said almost silently. I felt he was as mad at the world as he.