Sardaar nay apnay doonoo hathoo say apni gaand ko chodaa kiya mujay hole saaf najar aa rahaa taa mainay apnay Lund ka topa hole par rakha aur halka sa... puch kiya sardar ke muh say halki si seekh nikalee aahhhhhhMere Lund ka gulabi supada gaand Mai dhas chuka taa mere dono hath sardar ki gaand ko pakad rakha taa ab mainay dherray dheeray lund ko andar press karnay laga. Jaisay jaisay Lund gaand mai jaa rahaa taa sardar ki gaand ka hole aur bhi jayada tight ho raha taa aur sardaar ke muh say. The ugly one, on your neck, I mean."thud"Ow, jeezus fuck. That thing's heavy. You're hurting my tailbone." Anyone ever told you that you kind of top too much from the bottom?"thud"It's a flaw. Deal with it." I don't intend to."thud"Then don't. I don't give a shit." I must be taking it too easy on you, then. Here, I'll see if I can get your attention."thudthud"Ow, ow, christ, don't put me in the hospital. You are such a clod. Ow, fuck." I don't care, slut. Look at my dick. Just as hard as when. He had the most angelic looking gray eyes I had ever seen. He always called me Laine, a shortened version of my actual name, Alaina. It was a slow night that day at the bar. We were one of the few people in there. Now that I think about it I don’t know why I was all sad. A 21 year old fairly attractive girl like myself was in such a funk. Hard for the me today to believe. We had sat there and chat. I found out that he was a 43 year old real estate agent and that he had been married for 15 years. Gladys had her husband draw up documents to force Susan and her son to tell the truth and get their just desserts. The fact that her plan wasn't working infuriated her. "Well, then, there's nothing for you to worry about, and no reason you and your mother shouldn't sign these papers," she bristled.Susan hated the way she and her son were being manipulated. She was furious: furious with her son for getting her into such a spot, and furious at Gladys for her meddling. "This all looks awfully.