Maybe my marriage was my portal, it ended up something like a horror film. My ex had made me dye it regularly, but even in these few days, it was star...ing to show through again.Continuing looking at myself, my skin was good, I always ate well, generally sticking to a Mediterranean inspired diet. I always took this to be a legacy of our mother’s Spanish heritage. I guess the one thing I might thank my ex for is his insistence that I keep in shape. It became one of my pleasures and something I. “Alright, alright” Jack said, surrendering.He began to put his battlesuit back on in silence, the weight still heavy from the broken exoskeleton. A few times he would glance in the direction of Quillé, who remained with her back turned and arms crossed, waiting for him to leave. He noticed a few tears running down her cheeks, but whether they were from fear, anger or disappointment he could not ascertain.When he had put the entire battlesuit back on, he reached into a compartment of the armor. I almost melted at how hot he looked. I drew circles on his sleek thighs and his butt-cheeks with my tongue, marking my path down to his hole. It was so soft there, between the pillows of his ass, so slippery and inviting.Then I dipped my tongue into him. His whole body tensed up. It was so amazing, that control I had over him. I wiggled my tongue to deepen the penetration. It had never been in such a soft place before. I started licking him harder, as if I was sucking for honey. And then came. Fir mene apna hath uski kamar pe lejakar uske kapade ke andar dal diya to usne penty pehni thi to mene uske and hath dal diya or mene apne hath se uski chut sehlane laga or kuch der bad mene apni dono ungli uski chut me daldi or undar bahar karne laga or fir mene vaha se apna hath hata kar uski gand me lejakar uski gand ke ched ko sehlane laga or fir mene apni ek ungli undar dali to mery bhabhi ke muh sex chikh nikal gayi or uska beta bola kya huva mammy to wo boly kuch nahi machar Katleta he.