Lekin vaadaa holi kaa is liye bhi thaa ki jab vo nauven men thi aur jit us ke jijaa pahali baar holi khelane aaye To, holi men jit kaa haath saali ke ...hhikane gaal se fisal ke fraak ke anndar naye ubharate maal tak pahunchh gayaa aur ek baar jab jijaa kaa haath saali ke maal tak pahunchhaa jaay, maamalaa holi kaa ho, bhang ki tarang kaa ho, To binaa ragadan masalan ke alekin budoo saali buraa maan gayi aur vo To jab shaadi ke maahol men apani us budoo nanad ko bur ke maje ke maare men bataayaa. ”“Oh, and how much do you love me, Rodney Pollard?” she said, and it was a serious question.“More than anything,” he said. “But, that said, if you dumped me; I’d get on with things and find me another woman. I would not let you destroy me: that’s loser city, and I am not built to be a loser. My old bud is. It’s just the way things are.”“So my good ‘ole ex is a loser is he,” she said, smiling now.“Yes, he is in those respects for sure. He needed to get on with things and have a life. He could’ve. I didn't care which I tore open—it was going to die from loss of blood no matter which one I reached.Naturally, I was too hasty and did not catch the bear's throat cleanly. I had to take a second bite, and this gave the bear time to react to my attack. It tried to bite me, but I was able to avoid its teeth; however, it also tried to gut me with its claws. Those I ignored, because it had no chance to penetrate my skin. The bear must have realized that, too, because it tried to squeeze me to its. "Jake started to protest, "But I've..."Lesa held out her hand and interrupted him, "Yes, I've seen you push away women who already had your dick in their mouths, but you didn't know them or have any feelings for them. If Sarita were to beg you with those big blue eyes of hers, you'd do whatever she wanted." Lesa maintained her caressing grip on Jake's neck as she turned to look at her daughter. Catching the sparkle in those blue eyes, Lesa mumbled, "Oh shit, Jake. You're in trouble my man."Lesa.