Late afternoon I heard a comotion in the street outside the villas, I walked to the wall and looked out and there was Mandy. She was tied up to a pole... bent over at the waste, two guys fucking her,both really old and wrinkly and a line of locals paying Michael a 100 euros each to fuck the English whore. There must have been 20 guys in the line and a mini bus of mine workers pulling up, 15 big ugly horrible blokes got off that bus, all pulling out wallets and thrusting money into Michaels hand.. My day got off to a great start. Mom and Uncle Paul made my favorite breakfast that included waffles, scrambled eggs, bacon, French toast, and grits. They watched my every move while I ate, hoping to see a look of contentment. When I finished my meal I gave them my seal of approval. “It was the best breakfast I've ever had,” I told them. A couple hours later, mom and I headed to the mall. She gave me five hundred dollars and told me that I had two hours to spend all of the money. All I needed. The match had been struck, because I was certainly on fire. Being this close to her with my hands around her slim waist and consuming her strawberry fragrance, all my mind could fathom was how edible she was. But what really melted my heart (and soaked my panties) was the moment our eyes met. She was still strikingly gorgeous with her disheveled hair and sleepy eyes. I wanted her so bad. I averted my eyes to mask my ever so lustful thinking while I helped her to her feet. She giggled the entire. Ak din Ram chand apni wif ka sath mara pass aya or muja sa kuch pasia mangana laga bola sabh kuch passa chiya tha mana poocha kayo mara samna rona laga mana pooch kayo kya bol sabh ghar ma kahna ko kuch bhi nahi hai mana sab bacj diya apna ghar bhi ma parshna ho gaya mana pooch ab kaha raha tu or drugs ka la house or T.V sub kuch bach diya .Mana pooch ab kaya bacha hai tara pass who bolo mari biwi us ma aap ka pass girvi rakhna aya hua aap job hi price doga sirf 1month ka liya yaha aap ka pass.