. Wo dar gayi thi aur ronr lagi aur muje dhakka dene lagi to maine use 2 lafe mare aur kaha chup go jao aur meri bat suno, tumhe mere sath sona hoga t... usne kaha bhagwan ke liye muje jane do, aur wo jor se chillane lagi to maine kaha thik hai fir meri ek shart manani padegi usne kaha muje har shart manjur hai lekin muje jane do.to maine kaha thk hai itni whisky ki bottle pi jao wo boli me sharb nahi piti aur rone lagi,maine kaha ijjat bachani hai to chup chap pi jao,usne rote rote botle uthai. ” Beth told him why we were goin’ into town an’ he loaded her down with a big stack of wanted posters. It turned out he had heard of Beth from the Sheriff in Hand Springs.“I sure wish I could hire you,” he said. “You’d be worth your weight in gold.”“Don’t encourage her,” I urged. I knew Beth didn’t need no encouragement. I also knew what to expect as we made our way home. Violence seemed to have strange effect on her. Specially if she wuz the one doin’ the violence. She had just killed. You can't use the skinny end of the bottle. You'll need to push the thick bottom of the bottle into your cunt. I want you to feel the burning and aching as you completely stretch your cunt for me." I take your panties from you and reach down to sop up the juices coating the insides of your thighs. Then I take them and push them into your mouth as a gag. You groan out loud and I tell you, "You had better hurry; you now have four and a half minutes left!" You begin pushing and grinding on the. To be needed at the most basic level a man needs a woman and a woman needs a man.He bit his way down to the top of her breast, then to her nipple and then to the underside of her breast. Genevieve moaned and let out panting cries form the pain and pleasure he was inflicting. She would wear the marks and bruises left by his teeth and hands for many days to come. And she would admire them for days to come.He turned her around and lifted the hem of the nightgown over her hips. Genevieve spread her.