To aise he batto batto mai maine usse pucha tu abb single hai agge ka kya plan .Usne bola teri gf bnne ka plan hai.Maine socha mjk mjk kr rhi hai.Usne...bola mai serious bol rhi hu.Fr usne btaya ki wo to mujhe 12th class se he psnd pyr krti hai.Ussne bola mai to wait krti thiKi tu mujhe kb I love u bolta hai bt tune kbhi bola he ni.Maine usse bol mujhe to tere liye frnds walli he feelings hai kbhi love k barre mai socha ni tere liye.Uss din yhi hamari bat ruki or mai apne ghr a gya .Thn 4 , 5 din. She looked at me and said “Thank you Sir. For saving my brother”.I smiled and slowly went to her thighs. She took my hands and kept it on her boobs. I massage her boobs from the outside, only her blouse was in between us. I went closer to her lips and kissed her, she did not resist and kept with the flow. We kissed and kissed as my dick got harder and harder. She pulled away and kept her hand on my dick. She said “Take it out”. I unzipped my pants and pulled down my underwear. My dick popped. For the first time in her life she was free, and she was enjoying herself.It was late in the afternoon about two weeks after she left home when she entered a small town. There wasn't much there. A saloon, of course, plus a couple of stores and a church. Jessica was dressed in her buckskins and decided to get a drink at the bar. She tied Sally up to the hitching post and entered the building. It was dingy and smelled of stale beer and tobacco. Still, she stepped up to the bar and asked for a. Classen to arrive with his two pals.As it was, Rambo and Atlas did think Melanie looked wonderful... enough to pork her throat continuously for a combined 4 hours. Then, it was Mr. Classen’s turn; followed by Mr. Aiken; followed by Bill; followed by an endless stream of others. By mid afternoon, someone tried the O-ring gag on her and, predictably, it stayed on once put in place.Now’… I know what you are thinking’… mail isn’t delivered on Saturday OR Sunday, so how did the postman come to say.