Sadia: maree swimming, or travlingMai: matlab ap ko be study main koe khas dilchasbe nahi hai mare tarhaSadia: hain kuch khas nahiMai: oh hainSadia: a...ha travling ka program hai?Mai: agar ap kahain to zaroor.Sadia: kahan kahan ghumao ga didi koMai: ajmar sharif ap ko zaroor la kar jaon ga, shimla, or rajistan tak agar ap main himat hai toSadia: tum la kar jana wala banoMai: mujha koe problem nahi haiSadia: acha ya batao ashee didi ko kahan la kar gaa thaMai: bus shimla mai heSadia: ya kaya baat. It's not your fault really, I'm afraid Maisey didn'tgive you the best start in life. You think 17 is too old to make a newstart, but you're incorrect. When I look into your eyes ChristopherRobin, I can see much greater things that the meagre existence youaspire to."Those eyes! They bore into me like searchlights at sea, scanning forany weakness or frailty. She could tell I yearned for more and thatI'd scaled back my dreams to match the surroundings. I thought aboutthose days I'd spent sitting. Her sighs were delicious, as was the feel of her, pulling tight around his fingers. He rose, slowly, his hand still embedded in her, caressing her, finding that silken spot inside... making her squirm back against the door. He held her leg at his hip and bent to kiss her neck. Her hips pulsed again and he pulled free of her.She opened her eyes and smiled at him...He kissed her mouth and pressed himself against her, rubbing her with his hardened length. She whispered encouragement to him and. Pam watched excitedly as Jillian caught her breath at the deep penetration inside her womb."Oh fuck!" Jillian said, gritting her teeth. "He... he's soooo deeeeep!" Ho... how does it feel?" Pam asked, having only imagined the feeling before. "Tell me Jill. This is getting me all worked up." It... it feels like a baby trying to crawl the wrong way out, that's how it feels!" She groaned, feeling another powerful thrust from the chubby little dog. "Oh, Pam. He's so fucking deep, it feels like his.