She assured him that it wasn't what you were, but who you were that mattered to her.Jim often shared with Missy his many fantasies and she encouraged ...im to write about them in story form. Many of them appeared pseudonymously on her site, for which she gave him free access.As he got nearer to the turn in the road he turned on the radio. ".Listen for traffic and weather on the eights, every 10 minutes 24/7," the radio announcer shrilled."Enough!" he thought and switched to FM, seeking music to. We killed all who were still alive. Stripped them of all they had and loaded it on the horses.I had tried to leave this fight behind us, but he couldn’t. Had I wounded his honor so badly that he was forced to follow? It would be a question always there in the back of my mind. He knew what I said I would do. Jasmine had killed three of his men all by herself, so he knew the risks. That didn’t make me feel any better in the end.“I’m sorry we had to do that,” Jasmine said to me once we were back. " She gave me this lewd smile and pried one from the bunch, held it up to display its firmness and length, spreading her cunt open with the other hand before easing it right up inside her. Well, three quarters of it anyway. Mashed banana oozed out of her."In a little while Henry, you're gonna have a mouth full of warm bananas." She giggled, then began laughing wildly.I upheld my part of the deal and slowly stoked myself. Then I got an idea and reached for a banana, peeled it and mashed it all. Sapna took me to bed and made me sit. Then she played some instrumental on her phone and there she was, dancing in front of me.Sapna’s dance was just fabulous and she was dancing like a real strip dancer with open hair waving in air and she feeling her own curves moving hands up-down pressing her boobs, chewing lips, shaking her perfect round Bootttyyy like Shakiraaa, She came to me and turned around near my face pointing her sleek long beautiful fingers to open her dress’s Zipper at back.I.