Nasreen 1 baar jhar chuki thi or may b takreeban ab jharny wala tha mayny nasreen ki tangent utha leen or tazi jhatky marny laga may ny us k maamy don... haaton may paker liye or jhatky py jhatka mar raha tha.jab mayny feel kia k ab mery money nikalny wali hy many lun phudi synikal lia or nasreen sy kaha moo may daal k chuso aj moo may money nikalon ga us ny furan moo may daal lia or tazi tazi chusny lagi.tkareebn 1 minute baad tazi dhaar k sath mayny sari money us kmoo may nikaal di or wo usy. What happened though was beyond my wildest thoughts and I'm still a little freaked about it!We arrived at their house and they took us into a room in the back. It was painted completely black and even had black carpet. They had set up an entire dungeon complete with fuck benches, a large wooden cross set up in the shape of an "X", a bunch of swings hanging from the ceiling and lots of chains, etc., hanging from the walls. I was kinda intrigued by it all and as my girl and I looked around, we. From beneath the casket lid could be heard the soft sound of smooching and slurping.“Oh fuck,” whispered Alison to herself. “Here we go again.” But Father Ambrose, a gentle smile fixed on his face, continued unperturbed:You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride, with one glance of your eyes.How much more pleasing is the fragrance of your perfume than any spice!“Yeah, I fucking bet it is,” giggled Alison under her breath. The muffled amatory soundtrack from within the coffin was getting more. And before she can shred a tear, I kiss her. I make sure she stops bitching, and then I add a little tongue, a little as in her throat. And as soon as that she goes along with it. I stop. And look at her. She needs to be fucked. I slap on of her tits. The I rip that whorish thing off. Now shes completely naked. And she's whimpering, covering herself as I grope all of her. Then she says, "If you're going to do anything else to me, you dick face! You better show me what I'm dealing with. I.