Most likely it would be an indentured labourcontract. Slavery hidden in legal jargon. But I wasn't going to escapeby starving in a metal closet. "If i... gets me out of here, then yes." Good."The door opened to reveal a heavily built man. He was wearing combatfatigues with the adjustable camouflage set on dark grey. The shouldersand chest had those wacky insignias favoured by criminal groupspretending to be paramilitary.The main one on this man had a purple water lily, which was used by thearmed. Ghussa bhi buht aaya. Yeh kaya bakwas thi Keh voh mujhay apni choot ke saath masti kernay, khelnay se toh nahi rokti thi magar apni terf se koi razamandi ya kaarwaai nahi ker rahi thi jis se mujhay yeh patah chalta keh meri last limit kaya hogi. Sirf yeh maloum ho gaya tha keh meri abhi tak koi harkat aisi nahi thi jo ousko pasand nah thi ya jis say voh hurt hui thi. Mera Lorha buht zayada joban mein aaya huwa tha aur mujhay aaj phir muth maar kar guzara kerna tha. Mujhay waqaai buht ghussa aa. Except, of course, she's sitting on top of Dick. But she's still bouncing up and down with excitement.What's that she's saying? "Oh fuck, he squirts like a fucking fire hose!" This stewardess is very confused, isn't she? First she thinks Dick is a male cow, and now she thinks he's a fireman. Dick isn't old enough to be a fireman. Maybe there's less oxygen way up high in the sky, and she can't think properly.Never mind. The stewardesses seem to be taking good care of Dick. But what's been. I could feel the dampness through her underwear."Fuck, you're so wet and tight..."She smiled, as I kept fondling her."God, I want to fuck you so bad..." I said, hungrily. She eventually turned around, hiked her skirt up and pulled her panties down, allowing me to eat her wet, beautiful treasure."Then fuck me..." She said, biting her lip hard.“You don’t have to tell me twice. Turn around and bend over.”I wouldn't want to say I wanted to necessarily "fuck" her. My feelings for her were strong. I.