Yaar wo muje kaafi khuji ho rahi thi niche… To me bahar chala gaya…(to kya mere samne wo nahi khujlate…? Uska answer he ki nahi, because ye sab ...nka drama tha. Wo jockey mese kya unka nunga loda bhi mere samne khujlate.)Phir again uncle said – “teri brand to bata konsi he…?Me : muje nahi pata..!!Uncle : la, me khud dekh lunga…Aur uncle to mere pant ke button kholne lage. He unzipped me. I resist him more and more times but he don’t care of it. He said me that he only want to saw the name of the. “Smeg!” I was really looking forward to trying on my new dress. I was all deflated and walked to the fridge for some consolatory chocolate. I looked at the outfit and chuckled to myself whimsically, thinking of the 16 year old girl who, on Monday morning would be ready to don her brand spanking uniform only to find a short red dress! My red dress! I hoped she got detention. I laid each garment on the table and figured it was roughly my size. I held the skirt to my waist and decided it might be. Just like that third night in the caravan, I was hoping I'd be able to think of the right words as I went along. 'I'll... I'd like... I want to give you an option. I won't... it doesn't matter what... it's a free choice, all right?''What option?''I can either finish you off right here like normal, or... you know how... you know the condom you had for tonight? We could... um...,' the words were becoming harder, 'use that instead. Up to you. Doesn't matter what you choose,' I added, badly trying. He got on top of her. His cock went into her. He lay his weight on her and thrust his cock deep into her. And he removed one of the ear buds and as he licked her ear whispered her name. “Sally.”“Jesse!” Her startled reaction let his cock sink even deeper into her.Bob ripped a cross-court backhand winner for the last point of their match. Bob won the second 5-7. Again it took almost an hour to play the set.“Great shot,” Jack said.“Let’s go get cleaned up,” Bob said.Jesse slid Sally’s blindfold.