. she will live." Thank you, doctor." Was all I could say.Three years ago my wife had been killed the same way, by a FUCKING DRUNK DRIVER. Now I could...loose my little girl. I would be alone in a world that gave theses killers time off for 'good behavior' or the local prosecutor cuts them a 'deal'. BULL SHIT, FRY THEIR ASSES... I sat alone in the waiting room only a few minutes. More parents from our street came. Waiting to hear the fate of their children.' CALLING ALL CARS, CALLING ALL CARS,. . muje ese dekh ke sabke land khade hogye ! Phr bhaisabh ne do kapde sukhane vali pin leke mere nipple pe laga di aur mere haath per khol ke sab beth gaye aur muje nachahaMeri choot kheera aur gand me pen aur chuchi pe clip laga ke mai naach rahi thi mai khood ki choot ragadne lag gai to bhaisabh ne meri chuchi ki clip khich kar rok diya” sabr rakh randi mai chod ta hu tuje ! Muje kutiya bana ke meri choot piche se mari khoob der tak jab tak mai jhadi nahi aur unka mooth nahi nikla par chudte. She never came home that night.Whatever was going on ... whatever she was going through mentally and emotionally, I damn well knew wasn't entirely about her sudden studious nature. Time was drawing short, closer and closer with each passing day. I began to feel that what Bella was doing, was trying to place some distance between us at this point. Whenever we did run into one another after that, she was of course still friendly, a bit flirtatious at times, which was even more frustrating and. .. please..." I picked up the paddle again and smacked her once on each cheek ... this time a little harder than before."I told you to be still..." this time I cupped both of her breasts in my hands and then stepped back. I stood and watched her, her arms above her head, her full breasts heaving in her bra.My cock was hard as it had ever been during my entire life. I was so turned on all I really wanted to do was to cut her down, take her to the bed and fuck her ... but first I wanted to see if.