I went to the shower bringing my long pink dildo with me. I knew I was going to need it. Seeing how it was late no one was going to bother me. I got...undressed as fast as I could, pulling my soaked panties down and off and standing back up straight lightly stroking my wet slit. It felt so good. I stroked a little more, parting the lips of my pussy. I wanted more so I began pushing a finger in, moaning softly. It reminded me of Amy’s moan. I wanted to make her moan like that. I wanted to cause. He pulled me under his arm, stroked my hair and said, I know. I pulled myself closer to him and buried my head into his broad chest. I tried my best to refrain but eventually I couldnt hold back anymore. My eyes moistened and I began sniffling fiercely. He felt my body shaking and felt my salty tears on his chest. He lifted my chin with his finger and asked what was wrong. I told him how hard it would be for me to depart and how I hadnt meant to hurt him. He told me he knew and that leaving. Maine kaha ki koi bhi bade bacho wali laga do to wo boli kya matlab. Main uski tarf aankh maarkar bola ki wahi jo log shadi ke baad dekhte hain. Itna sunkar wo boli – dhatt-tum bade gande ho aur hasne lagi. Main samaj gaya ki wo taiyar hai. Aur thodi si taiyari ke baad aasani se kam ban jayega. Wo boli ki bhaiya aise to koi cd nahi hai mere paas. Main bola ki koi baat nahi main abhi market se le aata hoon. Itna kahkar main bahar jaane laga. Mujhe uske chehre par ek alag muskan dikh rahi thi.. A short while later she watched Daniella approach Mark and whisper to him after which Mark left the room. Daniella came back and told Mrs O that it was on and to follow on in a couple of minutes. Mrs O finished her drink and made her way down to the basement eventually arriving at the shredding room. She knocked on the door which was opened by a laughing Daniella who was pointing toward Mark who was standing against an iron shelving rack with his hands tied behind him with plastic cable ties. ".