She was likely sacrificing hers for me now, how could I not do the same?It was worse than bringing Pilsner back to life. Much, much worse. Every orifi...e in my body was excreting blood, probably even my fingers and toenails. The pain forced me down up my knees, my hands trying to cover my eyes to stop them from exploded right out my head, but there ... in the middle of my world of excruciating pain, I saw a small chance for us all to keep living.But perhaps not all entirely living happily ever. Now I put my thumb dinger of leg and scratched her leg it was an amazing feel. Now I put my leg in the gap of the seat and touched her ass my god it was really so soft and gave a slight push because of bus brakes and it went in and out was getting more horny she was adjusting herself to make contact with my leg then only I noticed she was awake and was enjoying all the naughty things that I did. Now I put my fingers and touched her ass by mistake I poked her ass; she just turned and saw me but. By the time I came to home she prepared Dinner for us with chicken biryani. We ate the dinner together with no talking. Just I watched her she did not lift her face all the time. May be it is because shyness. After dinner finishing I went to bed room for fresh up myself for first night. I went to bath and came to my bed room there is sweet plate is there beside that fruits and sandal darbarbatthi is lightening with strong aroma of fragrance, Bed is decorated with jasmine buds, and one dovathi. So we had some time to kill at the stadium. Soccer has been my favorite sports since I was only five years old. Unlike baseball, soccer is not a family game. It's a man's game. When you go around the stadium you'll find only 15% women, tops.This is caused by the history of hooligans, or rather say criminals who call themselves 'supporters or fans'. People now don't even dare to take their family to a soccer game of Ajax, Feyenoord or PSV. A lot of measures have been taken by the authorities and.