Miranda traveled the world with him, devoting her every waking moment to handling his personal affairs, seeing even more of him, some said, than did h...s concert pianist wife, Erica. Donáti was at the National Symphony until the late 1970s and then moved on to the Detroit Symphony. By that time, though, Miranda had somehow acquired a baby daughter of her own, born in 1976, and, even more surprising, didn’t go with Donáti to Detroit. What she told people if they asked—and they certainly had to be. . mene kaha “madarchod utar, me bottom nahi hu sale!” Salim ne kaha “ben ke thake, ye loda to tere ashiq ho gaya hai…” aur usaka loda sidha meri gand me gusa diya!!!! Ahhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh! Meri chik nikal gayi mene kai time se ye bottom sex nahi kiya tha ur yanha salim ne pura ka pura 7″ rod utar diya…rahul aur salim ek dusare se smooch karrahe the..aur meri halat kharab ho gayi thi.. kafi dard ho raha tha…ahhhhhhhhhhhooooohhhhhh..!!! meri gandh ko fad diya…! Kafi ache se thukai huvi!! Nkh. I was also scared that he might call the cops or tell everyone at school, so I did as I was told.I felt pathetic standing in front of another guy wearing an 11 year old’s clothes. After I got them on, he just stood there and shook his head with a grin on his face. Then, as if he was talking to a baby, Brandon said “awww, who’s a cute little princess?”.In a more serious voice he said, “that’s right. You’re my bitch now. You do whatever I want. Now get on your knees”. I listened to Brandon. Please I begged over and over just show me and that I was past ready. He finally gave in, yaaaaaaaas. He started by binding my feet and ankles together. Tightly. I could feel myself losing control. He looked up at me to see if I was ok, more is the only thing i could utter, more what he asked, more sir i blurt out. He went higher his fingers creeping up my thighs as I lay there restrained and defenseless, slightly caressing my butt cheeks as he bound my legs fully together. Suddenly he was.