Riya thodi der ajay ko dhek ne ke baad usse kuhb dati hai or kamre se nikel jane ko khati hai ajay chup chap apne kamre me chla jata hai.Agle din shub...a ajay bina nasta kiye collage cla jata hai or saam ko lotha hai.Saam ko ajay ata hai tho riya uske kamre me jati hai or aju kya hua tum nasta bhi nhi kiya or dhoper ka khna bhi nhi kiya ajay se koi jawb na paker riya uske samne jaker khadi hojati hai.Or ajay ke hanhto ko apne hanhto me leker bolti hai kya hua aju tum phle tho asye nhi the ajay. The same thing, same routine. Ken woke at 5 am to work out, shower, then head downtown to his job. Sarah usually roused around 6:30 am. She led him in yoga. She'd been a part-time instructor at the studio his girlfriend had dragged him to two years ago when they met. He'd fallen out of love with the girlfriend and into love with the soothing exercise and the girl teaching it in one short hour. When she finished up her routine, she'd sit down at the computer and wouldn't move until he dragged. “I can feel him licking my puss.... mmmm, licking my pussy,” Jo said.John leant over to turn on the light but it didn’t work. He could see that the clock wasn’t working either.‘Damn,’ he thought. ‘Of all times to have a power cut,’He felt his hand being squeezed and turned to see Jo arching her back and moaning into her pillow.Removing his boxers, John knelt on the bed next to Jo and watched her body react to the sexual attention it was receiving from her ghostly lover. Stroking his already. There was a pause as Pete debated what to do. Finally he started the car and drove away leaving Angel in the hands of the 2 big dykes. She was put into the back seat of the car and the seargent got in with her. The second officer got in behind the wheel, put the car in gear and then turned it around, heading away from Miami. As they drove, Angel looked down on the floor of the police car. The magazine the 2 cops had been looking at was lying there. It wasn’t a magazine at all. It was an issue.