Wo laal ho gayi thi, uske gore gaalo par lali asani se dikh rahi thi or uski ankhein band thi. Fir mene uski ankho par kiss kiya or usne aakhein khol ...ar mujhe dekha.Usne kaha ‘pehli pehli kiss kitni majedaar hoti hai na?’Me dang reh gaya. Mene baat ko chhupane ki koshish ki or kaha ‘nahi, me hamesha is tarah kiss karta hu.’Usne kaha ‘mujhe mat sikhao, kayi bando ko handle kar chuki hu. Pehli baar tum kar rahe ho na?’Mene kaha ‘kayi bando ko? Wow fir to apko bahut tazurba hoga. Kitno ko pataa. I understand but I'm disappointed."Sharon smiled up at her. "Tell you what," she said. "Louise and I'll come over on the Saturday morning and help with the lunch preparations and then we'll join you at the church for the blessing." Sharon, you're an angel but, and I absolutely insist on this, you and Louise eat with us."Sharon got to her feet and hugged Deborah to her. "Thank you. We'd love to do that. Now have you got the time for me to ask you some questions?" Of course I have but why don't. I might discuss the prospect of being a liaison for BCC with Five Friends or with the Los Angeles industry. I think we could further BCC's interests by working together. If they had someone over here full time, it would be easier to send stars across. They would not need to send a large troop twice per year. They could send two or three women each month. It would give flexibility." You should know all about flexibility," Walt joked.Anya rolled her eyes at the pun but laughed anyway. Then she. Then quickly he pushed back in and this time his whole seven inches where all the way to my bowels. I remember how painful and how good it felt both at the same time. He moved very gently at first but then I began to get really fired up. Before I knew it, I was yelling, "Harder! Fuck me harder! Fuck my ass!" He was shouting in return, calling me his slut, his whore, his cock-loving, take-it-up-your-ass bitch. After about ten minutes, he was really fucking me hard. I mean, seriously fucking me.