I moaned, totally weak. "Please fuck me," I begged. He said, "That's not the way this works." He traced his sticky fingers on my asshole. He started...to fuck my ass again. He used two fingers. Then three. "You're hurting me," I gave. "Already? I guess I know your weak spot then." He disappeared. He pressed a dildo to the outside of my cunt. He steadily plunged it in. I cried out. I felt filled. He turned it on and it started to vibrate. "Unhhh....." He pressed his dick to my asshole. "Do. Galon ko chuma aur apna hath uske sharir par ferne laga. Muje bahut maja aa raha tha. Fir maine uski kameez ke button khol diye. Aur kameez utar di. Uske bra me kaid boobs muje kahte lage ki jaldi se hame azad karo meri jaan. Maine uski bra b uta di aur jaldi se apni t-shirt utar di. Main uske boobs se khelne laga. Uske nipples ko lekar chusne laga. Sunita mere balon ko sahla rahi thi. Ham kuchch b nahi kar rahe the. Fir maine uska lower niche kar liya aur niche baithkar uski taango aur jango. He’s my Shane. I’ll try not to let it go too long between updates. ~Ashira * ‘You look beautiful Ayla,’ Abby said as she placed a veil over her sister’s hair. ‘Do you think Shane will like it?’ Ayla asked. ‘Girl, Shane’s eyes are going to bug out of his head when he sees you in this! You may not make it to the honeymoon before he rips it off you!’ Carly exclaimed. ‘But do you like it?’ Rachel asked her friend. ‘I love it,’ Ayla answered with a small, nervous smile on her face. ‘What’s with. I mean, I’m ready for it. My model of old age was created very suddenly at 7. ‘When I grow old, I want to be just like great grandma’. At 7, being old represented a delicious freedom, no more cooking lessons ‘because a woman has to know how to cook’ and no more being bossed around. I would be just like great grandma and make my own rules. Oh yes, old age would be a golden time of being as mean, ornery and wacky as I liked and people would either excuse my behaviour on grounds of senility or be.