Asif knew why I wasn’t taking off my panties, he said, “Chup chap nikal de apni panty varna sab ke samne forcefullly utarni padegi.”Hearing this...I pulled down my panties, my head hanging down with shame. The people surrounding me looked at the cage around my cock. They were pointing at my cock cage and laughing loud. Negro knew it was cock cage.He asked me, “Where is the key to this lock?”Asif pulled the key from his pocket and started flaunting it, “I have the key, I hold the key for his cock. My mind probably wanted to play tricks on me, since the next thought that came to me that getting some fresh air inside here was probably a very good idea. I was sure that the air inside the house carried quite a lot of proof of our activities, last evening. Even if we didn’t have intercourse, we did quite a lot of other things. Multiple times. Still, it was getting a bit too chilly. Without saying another word, I set Saga on a chair, and then I closed the door. After that, I pulled away the. This started with a premise and a dog. The turn it took in chapter two surprised me as much as it irritated some. I simply wrote what passed by as the ‘movie’ played. There have been complaints about the flashback scenes, noted, but I guess I like to know why people act and feel like they do. I didn’t jump through hoops to get the story to any point, even the dog. Any comments or feedback are welcome and can be left through my profile. Thanks again, TNC *************** Mark woke up to find that. Not employment recruitment, but more holistic and motivational, but then she’s very, very different and unconventional in just about everything she does, from her ink to her previously strong bi-sexual relationships. Well, let’s be honest, lesbian relationships of a few years ago. Her biker chick side surfaces occasionally as well. She loves her leather and looks spectacular in it too. “Look, I have a colleague I need to meet. She’s in town for a regional meeting, and I promised her a drink,”.