Aaaaaaaah maine bol are meri chinaal raand bura kyo maanti hai ab to tu meri poori tarah se raand ban gayi hai teri chut to dad aur uss aadmi ne bhi m...ari thi raand to unki bhi hai par mujhe poori tarah apna banana tha isiliye mujhe teri gaand maarni padi vo boli theek hai thheek hai tujhse baato mai bhala koi jeet sakta hai kya aur vo thodi hasi aur maine bola hasi to phasi aur use kiss kiya aur apna lund uske haath mai thama diya usne pehla use jor jor se hilaya vo apna poora ghussa nikal rai. The creature takes a few steps towards him as tears begin to form in his eyes as pure fear engulfs him. A growl and a small snort is released from the beast. The creature doesn’t have much of a nose, just two small holes on the face. Almost like two downward slits. The mouth is big with long sharp teeth. The face is rugged and scarred with beaten and abused features. The beast is now just a few feet away from the helpless man. ‘Please no, God,’ he says with his eyes closed shut, not wanting to. All three women were eying meattentively, as if waiting to see what I would do next."In fact, I am going to take my dress of and change back in to my men'sclothes," I said."Before you do," Lauren said, "I've bought you another dress that Iwould like you to try on."I looked at her for a second."No, I don't think so," I said."In fact, the sooner you can try it on, the better," she said,obviously ignoring me.I looked at Sandra. She simply nodded in agreement."But you said I wouldn't have to..." I. “Doesn’t feel much like Christmas this year.”Ifeoma looked around at his tidy, almost Spartan, living room. “You know what? You need a tree.”An hour later, they were back with a tree…a stand…a couple of boxes of ornaments…a string of lights…all the things Ifeoma insisted Nnamdi needed, and he had obliged because her bubbly enthusiasm was contagious. While he filled the stand with water and worked on getting the tree as straight as possible, Ifeoma ran out to her car and came back in with a .