He didn’t want the police thinking that another white slut might have been kidnapped. He first set up an email system on a private server. He then h...d Corecia send her friend Marci a snap chat message from her phone that would automatically get deleted. He took the risk of turning on her phone for a brief time since no one was looking for Kimberly Johnson anymore. The message gave Marci the web address of the email server along with an email account and password.Marci was surprised when getting. They had decided upon the plan, but never knew it would be so successful. But there was a slight interruption to their luck. There was a ring at the door. Looking thru the peephole, they saw pooja. Harshdeep rushed in, and lifted manya and srishti into manya’s bed and returned to the drawing room. Pooja apologized at being so late and reasoned that she had to receive her brother at the railway station.They said manya was in the bathroom shitting so she would have to wait. They brought a piece. I took a quick glance of the room: the walls were painted dark navy blue, verging on the point of black, His bed was located near to the door of the joint bathroom and the PC and chair just across from it. A few posters of topless chicks, his guitar laying by his bed and a built in wardrobe. A window with white curtains that let in a gentle breeze. ‘Spread your legs’. I did as ordered. He walked over to me leaned down as if to kiss my lips, but he just keep going down, trailing kisses down my. Jb mein apni behn k ghar reh raha tha. Wahan pe un k mohallay mein meri jawad qadri nami larky se dosti ho gai woh hamary ghar k pas hi rehta tha or uska qadri photographer or qadri optical ka business tha. Wahcantt mein basti k ander woh mera kafi acha dost van gaya or mera us k ghar ana jana suru ho gaya uski aik choti behn thi jo college jaya krti thi mujhy bhut pasand thi bhut sexy or bhut garm lagti thi dekhny se hi lund salami deny lagta tha us din k bad mein ne usko chodny ka irada kr.