The pictures were then to be given away; it was suggested by sticking them under the windshield wipers of cars though a braver option would be to phys...cally hand them out to passing shoppers in the mall.I doubt if any of the women wanted to be identified that thoroughly, though they'd probably enjoy getting their pictures taken in the photo booths.I kind of liked the idea behind the 'all tied up' dare but it was incredibly risky without having a real backup. The dare required that you ask a. Ap sab mujhe mail kariye aur bataye meri chudai ki sacchi kahani ap sabko kaisi lagi. Mujhe bahut sare log mail karte h uske liye thanks ab main kahani par aati hu.Main delhi me rahti hu aur mere pados me mere ghar se thodi dur ek bhaiya aur bhabhi bhi rahte h aur unki family se meri family ki acchi banti h aur hum dono family wale log ek dusre ke ghar aate jate rahte h. Bhaiya bhi mere ghar aate h aur mere ghar dinner karte h aur main bhi bhaya ke ghar jati hu aur dinner karti hu. Hum doon log. “Heard what?” Michele replied sipping the scotch.Polly looked meaningfully at Rod and Rod pulled up a chair next to Michele and took her hands in his.“Jason Jones was found dead in the Chao Phraya River last night. It looks like he’d been beaten and thrown in the river to drown,” Rod spoke very softly.“Well let’s face it; he was a belligerent drunk who went looking for trouble. I’m not really that surprised,” Michele responded and sipped her drink.“You heartless bitch!” Polly hissed.“He used to. " He chuckled"Although you never will." Kate gagged me with the leftovers of my nightgown. I was afraid and excited at the same time. What would they do now? Ungh!Mike shoved his entire length into me with one thrust! At the same time I could feel a cane, resting on my ass. After a few seconds it was lifted andWHACK!I groaned into the gag and closed my eyes.This. Was. Amazing. I had been slapped on my ass during sex before, even flogged, but this was something else. Mike kept thrusting, every.