Er moddhekhala koek bar bolese, ki eto nora chora koro keno? Ami aste aste amra lungikhule fellam, r dhone fluid makhate thaklam. Tar pork hub aste as...e khalar paduto sorate chesta korlam, ekto fak hole amar dhoner mathata khub sabdhane tarshamar thoter khaje rakhlam. R chup kore chepe roilam ektupor aste aste chapbarate barate shamar vitore dhukate cheshta korlam. Koek bar cheshta kore r enek shahosh nea hat dea tar shamatafak korlam. Tarpor jiboner shob shahosh ek kore prothom bar norar. Before starting the cleaning, M made me bow down to her and tied my wrists to my ankles. Well open, M whipped me for long minutes with his flogger, insisting on the buttocks, between the buttocks and viciously seeking to reach my cock to tear me out a cry. To spice up the session, M put me her metal clamps with rollers' to his mark, on my nipples and the brake of my penis. She told me that she loved to see me working like this, naked, my buttocks red, the clamps swaying to my nipples and my. He rubbed his eyes, looked at Judy, and smiled as he took in her naked body.“What’s going on?” Mark said, his brain still groggy.“We’re in so much trouble, Mark. We fell asleep last night, and Mom probably saw us in bed together,” Judy said.Clearing his head, Mark looked into his sister’s eyes. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling Judy against him. She shuddered as she thought about the repercussions of their mother, knowing they had sex. He put his hand under Judy’s chin, turned her. Well, she never told me this fucking party was being held at the Los Angeles Memorial Sports Arena! I was thinking it would be something like at one of the sorority houses, maybe a hundred people or so. Not in a 15,000 seat sporting venue! Well, I got there a bit late because of traffic, which seems to have gotten a lot worse over the last several years. But I finally got there, and it was madness. The place must have been at capacity, and I think all of the school was there, with a few.