Wo gusse me boli utaro jaldi se mai dar gaya aur pent utar diya wo underwear sun ke boli ye to kuch or hi hai maine kaha kya? wo boli mere sath aao ma... dar gaya kahi kisi ko bata na de phir me mujhe bathroom me le gayi or boli is bhi utaro mai dar ke bola nahi woGusse se boli utar jaldi maine darte2 utar diya wo bhi mera land dekh ke wo chok gayi or boli itna bada kaise maine kaha wo waisa hi hai wo use hath me le kar hilane lag gayi mughe bahut maja aa raha tha wo boli mere pati ka to chota. After a while Jess went into the kitchen and returned carrying a couple of glasses and a bottle of Purple Para, a distinctively Australian wine with a deep purple hue and a very meaty consistency, "beer's ok but after a few it goes straight through me, anyway wine is more genteel," she chuckled, "how about some music Jimmy, put a stack of records on the changer and let's sit back and enjoy the occasion."I selected a mixture of records, some lively and some romantic. Once the player started I. "Okay, baby, now fuck me like you hate me! I want it hard, and I want it rough. Don't be afraid of hurting me–you won't. Treat me like the whore I am. Make me your fuckslut, your personal cockwhore! Punish me with that cock... I'm a lying, cheating, whore, so treat me like it!"I looked at Carol as if she was my grandmother saying those things to me! This was a side of Carol White I had never seen before! But it stood to reason once I thought about it for a second. She wasn't getting what she. I'd like to make a suggestion, Danny, when you do call herit probably should be as the woman you portray in Tony's pictures. Atleast, for now, give 'Ms. No-name' something that we can call her. Oh,and by the way your voice is not going to give James Earl Jones a run forhis money. It's manly enough, I suppose, but even I know that you've beenmistaken for a woman on the phone more than once. All you have to do isstop trying so hard to sound like a man and you'll be fine. You speakwith plenty of.