Maine kaha,tum bhi toh yahi chahti thi,no peace,koi tumse jeet kar toh dikhae,har kisi ko neecha dikhane ka matlab aur kya hota.Woh confuse ho gai aur...boli mujhe video de do,maine kaha kya fark padta hai,mai kisi ko dikhane wala thode hi hu,bas tumhe bebas lachar chudte hue kabhi kabhi dekh lunga,aur tum bhai ko bhi bata do bhale,tab mai ise internet pe dal dunga.Sablog internet pe na dalne se meri kam wat toh nahi lagaenge,utni hi buri marenge.Par tumhara kya hoga.Tum toh famous ho. After that we slept together but never spoke a word to one another.In our relationship were never spoke of sexual things,we did communicate with signs like when he wanted me to bang his thighs he would take out my rod and place it in between his thighs and massage me then I would ram his thighs,yes thighs because I really hate anals.Our Second BJ session; on this night when I went down on him and gave his rod a few kisses he himself placed his rod in my mouth and kept moving it to and fro. What's that word? A trollop, no... a whore, no, that's not it either... ," she hissed in Steven's ear. "Now I remember... a slut... a sexy little slut... better yet, your sexy little slut. Now I want you to slip your finger inside of me and finger-fuck me right here in the hallway. I want to try all kinds of things with you tonight," Cassandra continued as she shifted her hips to rub them against Steven's fingers. Steven's finger slid into her waiting pussy as if it had a mind of its own, going. The gurl lay on the bed, tied by all four limbs, quivering and crying, sweaty and bruised, her black and blue bottom in contrast to her milky white skin. “Ok,” the man said, “You did a good job….see you on Monday.”“Wait,” the gurl said, “who are you?”The gurl then felt a sharp sting in her bottom. She let out a quick cry, and slowly began to feel the effects of the injection. Her world already in blackness, she felt herself drifting off…The gurl immediately woke up in her bed…..sat up, looked.