”It is not my leg anymore it’s my heart. I want to finish it for you. You need me to finish it for you. I cannot leave you unsatisfied. You were e...joying it. I am sorry.I crawled up as he slid down the bed. He lifted my uniform and his head disappeared beneath it.He was going to lick me.“Are you up, to it?” I asked.“I will be in an inch or two, come on, please let me.”I could feel him searching for my vagina in the darkness under my uniform. I could feel his face between my thighs. I positioned. "Sometimes baby girls have to adjust to a new flavor, faggot," Tawnay said bringing the first spoonful to my lips, "Don't throw it up or your vomit will be mixed in with this and you'll still eat it all up for us!"I did gag up the first spoonful, which they forced me to dump back into the bowl. I finally was able to down a spoonful and my whole body quivered from the acrid taste. I felt as if poison where invading every part of my being. With another spoonful, I could take it no more; I drifted. D.C. remained a virtual prison camp, with blockades, tanks and an armed presence everywhere you looked. The procession that took Polly and Hawk to Arlington National Cemetery looked like a massive war game, instead of a funeral. The five services contributed an extraordinary amount of support to protect those of us willing to brave the potential attacks that seemed to be becoming commonplace. Sam was simultaneously inside the mountain in Colorado while all this went on. His task was to insure. Unhone ek puri terh backless gown pehna hua tha.Hontho pe black lipstick thi.Ankho pe pink maskara tha.Back heels.Aur wo dress itna low neck tha ki usse cleavage saf dikh raha tha jispe bua ne halka shade colour kiya tha jisse saf pata chal raha tha wo dikhana chahti thi.Wo ek modern sadi thi.Sari ladies styalish thi bus meri mom ko chorker.Bua humare sath aa gyi aur hum khana khane lage.Tabhi bua ne keha abhi aati hu aap khana khao.Aur bua waha se chali gyi baher ki taraf.Mom aur muje bada.