Don’t wear bra5.Your so and sweet and cute girlfriend of mine.When I read that message I really shocked and keep the mobile on table and return the ...oom and sit the dining table drink one bottle water after sometimes mom back to and the bathroom and cum the dining hall if saw mama wear very tight jeans n tops then I’m sure something sure happen between them I fell very wet after read that sms.I eagerly want what the situation occurs after that after that day I always think about them what. Sarita, the young captured girl was constantly crying and her chest was going up and down out of fear. Usman came with Sarita. He had tightly held Sarita by her hair. He pulled her towards sofa and when she resisted, he slapped right in her face. Sarita almost fainted. Usman shouted “Teri maa ki choot, nakhara nahi karna”Now Sarita was standing infront of all guests and Abdul seth shouted “Usman iske Santare (Oranges) to bade kase hue lag rahe hai, Jara sabhi mehman logo ko dikhana”, Usman. Humare room main bhi bahut paani aa gat ha aur hum dono tho bheg hi gye thi baaris main. Humare room main koi almira nhi thi is lie humare kapde hum table pe hi rukhte the baaris jor se thi aur room ki khidki hawa se khul gyi aur room main rakhe saare kapde niche gir ke bheeg gye the. Aur didi ka bed window ke paas tha aur wo bhi bheeg gya tha jab hum pure bheege hue the aur humare paas koi change krne ke lie koi aur kapde nhi the maine didi sek aha ki didi aap ko sardi lug jaygi aap change kr. No one is going to do anything. Enough. Enough. Enough. Enough. Enough. Enough. No one else is going to say anything. No one else is going to do anything. Enough. My chair scrapes back, much more loudly than I had intended. And everything else falls silent. The bark of chair legs across tiles has caught Croc Shoes’s attention and even the fake ‘everything is normal’ conversations at the other tables are now unsustainable. I am quite unused to confrontation. Violence is a stranger but even I.