Maybe f******n or f*****n."Yes? What's the problem?" I asked."Well, you see, I was supposed to leave for home, but all the flights have been cancelled... I called the hotel, but they're full. I also talked to the people here, but they can't find anything either," he said."Yeah, it gets pretty crazy when the airlines start canceling flights," I replied."I guess. But, I was wondering. I can see you have a room. Could I stay with you tonight? I'll pay you for the space. At least until I can get. Rakesh- chintanakrtuakelinhi h 2 or aarhi hMe- kon?Rakeshyahitoh surprise h tuandarja or taiyar ho ja.I went inside and was getting dressed I heared two more similar voices of girls. As they both came up I was surprised to see my friend pooja and her sister smita.Me- tum log yahankyakrrhi ho?Pooja- jotukarneaayi h?Me- kb se chalraha h ye sab?Smita- pichle 1 sall seMe- jab se tumhare papa ki death hui h?Pooja and smita- hmmmmPooja-isme koi prblmnhi h dearSmita- mazaaata h or paise hi tohmilte. My air supply was cut off several times by hands pressing against my throat; my feet were trampled on by a variety of boots and shoes; and my nipples were pinched and pulled by some pretty powerful fingers. I tried to struggle free when my cock and ball-sac were pulled in two different directions at once. Unfortunately, this token act of defiance only made things worse.'Come on, rarse,' said Carl. 'Let's make a fight of it. I like hurtin' bum-boys who don't wanna play ball.''Ease up, Carl,'. I’d never worked in an office, and never even thought about a dress code so just wore my everyday clothes short tight skirts and tight tops just my normal attire. The brothers never missed the opportunity to talk about my legs and tits and I kind of liked it, I remember one of Mike’s first remarks to his brother when I wasn’t supposed to hear...or was I …I’d crawl through broken glass for that lovely arse. It was just over 18 months before he got it, not my arse exactly. It was the end of the.