I honor the man and his legacy by mentioning his name and story whenever someone asks me about the necklace.“You’re so vain that you probably thin... this song is about you...” Darlene sang in a perfect imitation of Carly Simon as she gave me a warm hug. “Wow, the cowboy hat makes you look sexy.”“It’s not a cowboy hat, it’s a fedora,” I replied with a grin.“Well, it’s a very sexy fedora,” Darlene whispered into my ear as she pressed her nude body against my backside.Her hands reached around me. There wasn't much room on the side of it - wide enough for her body and maybe 8 inches on either side. The more she started to notice her situation the worse it got.Where was her blouse, her bra? OMG! Where was her skirt? All she had on under the sheet that covered her was the thong she put on earlier. As she started to panic she started to scream. When she did that she heard footsteps behind her and quickly had a rag stuffed into her mouth. As she struggled against her restraints and tried to. Phir maine apna lund uski chut me daal na star kiya ander push karne laga but uski chut tight hone ki wajah se or mera mota lund hone ki wajha se ander jaa hi nahi raha tha.phir maine apne lund pe thoda sa thook lagaya or phir se uski chut pe lund ko thodi derr ragda taki uski chud thodi gili ho jaye or usko thoda hi dard ho.woh abhi se aahh…oohh kar rahi thi.maine apna lund dhire dhire daalna start kiya.woh maun karne lag gai..ahhhjh…oohhh…phir maine apne lund ko or gusa k ek jor se jatka de. He had his hands on my hips from underneath, and held me back down, and kissed my thighs and the top of my bush more. I was going crazy. Normally I would have grabbed his head and put him where I needed him, but he was in control and was driving me to distraction. "Please" I gasped. "Please what?" he asked. "God, please", I pleaded. He kissed more around my opening, nibbling just to the edge and blew more of his breath right on my clit. He was so close, I could feel how close, but couldn't see,.