.. removing Lisa's clit." I guess Lisa was still slightly coherent. In the weakest of voices I heard her whisper "no, please not that. I ... I'm sorry... I'll never ever". Tripp cut her off "I don't give a fuck how sorry you are bitch." I panned back until I had a complete view of Lisa. Tripp had rolled the cart to her side. I could see medical instruments, including the scalpel, but that's not the tool he picked up. The tool he picked up looked much more sinister. I don't think Lisa noticed, her. You are talking about the Ed Biggers that you’ve known all of your lives, right?” asked Ed.“This is not going like I thought it would.” Kelly muttered to herself in a voice that was just loud enough for Ed to hear.Exasperated, Linda said, “We are talking about the Ed Biggers that kept my late husband from looking like a fool the day he died. The Ed Biggers that saved my son from a lifetime in jail for murder. The guy that respects us, treats us like real human beings, and appreciates the. The taste, the texture, his unique and wonderful smell, his hands in my hair, his low moans...giving him pleasure like this makes me feel at ease. Today is a little more difficult with my position though. Also He seems very intent on fucking my mouth harder than usual. I bend my neck to accommodate his deep thrusts. I wish my hands were free so I could hold onto his staff and stroke it while I suck him, but instead I focus on the task at hand. I bob my head up and down lying on my side. . Ye ghatna 1 mahina pahle ki he. Me sham ko station ke vaha gaya tha kamse. Market station ke vaha he aur bohot bada he. Mera locality matab me jaha rahta hu vahape maximum log gujarati he. So Mumbai me rahne vale guess kar sakte he ye area konsa ho sakta he. Mere gharse share rickshaw najdi hi he station jane ke liye but me usdin me mere choote bhai ke cycle se ja raha tha.Mene aadha rasta cover kar liya tha. Station aur market jo station ke najdik he, uske pahle he bohot traffic hua tha which.