So inevitable that Ishould really have foreseen its arrival and yet, basked in blissfuloblivion, I sailed right into it unawares.We'd had a talk at ho...e some time back about what Jake could do to try andbecalm a spate of nocturnal accidents which had stretched to breaking pointmy ability to keep up with the laundering of his pyjama bottoms. I'doffered him some advice about what he could do in bed last thing at nightto help his nightwear last more than a single sleep, and almost. Professor Montana Smith eyed her skeptically. It was hard to judge if she was lying, as all he could see of her face was the dark liquid pools of her eyes above that veil. Although he had been in the kingdom for nearly three weeks he had gotten little help from the authorities. All the private leads he had been given were afraid to talk to him either out of superstition of the legend of the tomb or fear of reprisal from a small band of religious fanatics. “You can take me to the tomb of. ‘Shut up.’ I say as I squeeze. ‘You’ll take it, and you’ll like it.’ I pull back your head by your hair and bite into your neck, leaving marks behind. I slide down your body, undo your pants, and slide them off along with your panties. I spread your legs wide and move my head in closer to your wet pussy. Me: I snap at your face when you tell me to shut up and I squirm as you tell me to take it. “Make me” I snarl. As you bite into my neck I squeal and then it falls to a slight whimper as my body. Wa aawaj dila ki mi yeto , tewdyat ti aali aani mhanali thoda wel thamba please, asa mhanat ti mhanali tumchi pant kharab jhali aahe ti clean karu dete mhanali, mi mhantal nako faqt pani de mi warun cha clean karato, ti mhanali khup chikat dag padala aahe ti kadhun dya pan mi lajat mhanalo nako, pan ti hattacha karat hoti, ,aga mi mhanalo aat mi kahi ghatal nahi mhnaje underwear tar ti mhanali asa kasa tu fasawtoy. Mag mi mhanalo towel dya tine towel dila nantar mi pant kadhun tichakade dili..