Next day hum sabne breakfast kiya or hum chail ka famous royal cricket ground dekhne gae jo ki world me sabse higher situated cricket ground he….hum...e wha khub enjoy kiya n then humne wha ki market ghumi or sham ko humne dinner k bad bornfire me antakshari khelne lage….mera bilkul bhi man nhi lag rha rha bs bhabhi ko dekh kr unhe chodne ka man kre ja rha tha or bhabhi bhi mujhe dekhr khub smile diye ja rhi thi….mene moka dekhr kr unse kha k bhabhi kab milega pani pine ko bhut pyase he to wo. It isss not I who ssstands over my brother with a weapon and hisss blood on my handsss. I glanced down at my hands and realized what an awful picture was being painted. I was still standing over my husbands motionless form, the weapon in question clutched in hands that were coated in Vindictus drying blood. I shook my head as Dante had done. This is your sword. You tried to kill your own brother after you accused him of not being married. You only want the throne for yourself. My voice was. She stood back up and we kissed again, tongues dancing hungrily. She perched on the edge of her desk again and spread her legs. Her hand went down to spread her lips for me. I took a quick pass over her breasts with my tongue, and one last run over her pussy lips too, then I slid into her. Slowly I thrust in and out, her legs wrapped around my waist as I held her hips. Even with a condom on I wouldn’t be able to hold it for long, I was so excited. I let her know this in between strokes and. ”“Doesn’t ring any bells,” Spencer says. “Maybe he is our mysterious backer and it’s time for him to get taken out of the picture.”“I know who he is,” Sam remarks, drawing the attention of both her partner and the analyst. “What?” she says, shrugging her shoulders. “I follow the market and he owns a bank that I invest in.”“If this guy is taint, you’re going to lose some money,” Spencer warns. He looks to the analyst. “Thank Donna. Can you speed the process of getting that file for us?”“Sure.