Maa bhi niche se jor jor se daka marne lagi. Pure room me huch-huch fuch-fuch ki sound hone lagi. Maa uchal uchal kar mera lund apne choot me pilwa ra...ee thee aur mai bhi apna kamar hila hila kar apna lund Maa ki choot ko khila raha tha. Maa ki 37 sal purani choot mera 17 sal ka jawan lund bare chab se kha rahee thee. Thori der tak to Maa ne apni kamar uchal uchal kar apni choot me mera lund liya aur maa ki choot se pani nikalne laga. Maa mujhe apne se chipka li jis wajah se mai dkaka marana. " "Okay," he said. "I won't." I walked over to him. "Seriously," I told him. "You can't do this. Using Mom's panties is just wrong. It could cause a lot of problems that we don't need. If you need new ones, I'll give you mine." He looked up at me in disbelief and said, "Really? You're going to let me use your panties to jack off with?" "Look," I replied. "Yes, I'm your sister and I love you. If I have to help you with your perverted hormones to keep you from trouble I will." I watched him put. I guess you could say that I'm being used. But I don't know if that's true either. See, the way I see it, I'm using them. The fact that they'll survive and I won't is beside the point. You see, I want to die. Yep, it's true. I want to die. I have no reason to go on living and no one will miss me.My foster parents, yeah right. They'll be happy I'm not eating everything in sight, and they'll probably hope that no one at DCFS catches on so they can keep cashing the check I generate every month.. ??????????? Spread taut and suspended by her wide-stretched limbs, Mia was drawn out on broken joints, screaming at the upside-down rice field. Her limbs’ dislocation had allowed the carabao a few inches of movement, but now they were straining forward again, this time wrenching the Filipina’s very ligaments where they were anchored to the bones. The stretching would not end. Mia screamed and shrieked as the animals pulled on her body in four directions; after long minutes of her screams, one.