When they mob their pears in fucking shitstorms. Or when criminals go chasing for then as prey. That's the bad side of the world wide web. You agree, ...r you must be blind! That's why I won't go further here. I was raised within such prejudice on sexuality, eroticism, and nudity. And I was born naked. You may know what comes next: I would get many psycho complexes. I felt only like a weak link. Somewhat curses with homesexuality, fur affinity, exhibitionizm, masochizm, et cetera. I don't believe. " I ain't interested in a piece of cake Henry, it's a piece of ass I'm after."Both men laughed and then, apparently having gotten what they came for, they left. I cleared the copier, filled the paper tray and ran off the copies I had come in to make while I wondered who the poor boob was that they were going to hang horns on.Curiosity being what it is I spent a lot of time during the next few days checking out the women in the office trying to figure out who Bill and Henry were after. Of course. Please, can I wear it right now? Oh please, I don't want to go another moment without it on!" she pleaded."Give me your left foot then," I said. She scooted around so that she could put her left foot on my chair between my legs and I attached her ankle bracelet on."Now when we get home, I want to take the clasp off the bracelet and then put it back on by squeezing the link together. That way it can't come off without destroying the chain," I told her."Yes, Master! I don't EVER want to take it. Phir maine uska kurta n bra uttaar diyaa n main uski cleavage n boobs par toot padha aur woh siskiya lene lagi n bolne lagi ki chuso dhang se chuso main toh kabse tumse chudnaa chahti thi, yeh sunkar main aur josh main aa gaya n uski seat pichhe n flat karke uskeuppar aa gaya n usko har jagah chumne lagaa woh bhi bahaut guri thi n hum ek dusre se lipat gaye phir usne meri shirt n vest utaar di n mujhe kiss krne lagi kyuki hamare paass zyada time nahi tha toh main jaldi se uski salwaar n panty.