Fir maine bola jiju aaj dress naya hai aur sabka khada karna hai shaadi me so pahle mujhe pura nikalne do. Jiju ne bola thik hai. Fir main puri nangi ...o gayi aur jiju bhi.Jiju ka tight to tha hi aaj par aaj Rohit ke hone se jiju alag hi mood mein the. Uper se jaldi jaldi bhi karna tha nahi to koi aa jaata. Jiju ne bed pe sulaya jaha par sab phool the. Fir unki ungle mere chut me daali aur ander bahar karne lage.Main sochne lagi jiju ungli kyu daal rahe hai. Fir unko pata chal gay ake chut to. He spurted his hot, salty seed and I tried to swallow it all, but there was so much that it dripped out of my mouth. A second later my father and brother began pumping their own seed into my holes, moaning and grunting and pulling at my hair and flesh with enough force to cause me the most pleasurable and amazing sensations I had ever felt in my life. They roughly pinched my nipples and bit my breasts and neck. I could feel their hot seed erupting in my body and had several earth-shattering. She shook her head violently, her eyes grew wide in terror. She looked at him, pleading with her eyes and shaking her head back and forth. "NO!....OH MY GAWD NO!.....PLEASE!" Ignoring her pleas he instead squeezed the spring end, opening the serrated jaws at the end of the clamp. And because they were flat across the tip he was able to clamp it right at the base so they stuck straight out. He clamped both of her nipples, squeezing the end so that it bit into her sore nubs, a metal chain. Instead of opening fire on them, he had stalked them quietly, as they seemed unafraid of whatever might be lurking inside the wall.Jack was hardly a combat veteran, and not the best marksman in the world. That was the reason that he carried a twelve gauge shotgun loaded with double ought buckshot. He had never even so much as fired a weapon a month before, but had found it both necessary and exciting in the time since. He had never killed so much as a squirrel, but when the conditions lined up.