Myra started to pull away as she knew I was going to unload deep in her mouth, and she was going to have to receive all the streams of semen. I took m... free hand and curled my fingers around Myra's head, drawing her closer to me. My pulsing cock was hanging like a thick sausage in her wet mouth, bulging on top of her tongue. I pulled back and slid forward. The texture of her lips, tongue, hot, wet mouth were lip velvet around my cock. I pulled back and slid forward. As I pulled and slid in and. Me: [uff man hi mane me kush huaa usi ka intzar kar rha tha) mane ishara kiyaa yee wali nehaa [mane us kisi wali english movie ki poster par hath rak kar dikane laga) vo muje dek kar hasne lagi muh par hath rak kar heheheheNeha: cchee yee gandi haii.Me: kyu gandi hai , gandi nahi hai yee, muje to bahut pasan ayi, dek naa kitna acha hai (vo samaj nahi pa rahi thi par bas dekne lagi) , mane keha nehaa yee kon hai pata hai heroinNeha: kon?Me: tu hai :pNeha: hehe cheee nahi hum nahi hai.Me: haa. " Please will you buy me... Sir?"I shrugged. "I don't bargain with slaves. You know how I will use you.You have to ask for it all. Let's hear it again." Please, will you buy me, sir? And you can fuck me, sir? Please." Of course I can fuck you if I buy you. You'll be my slave. There's nopermission from you required. Again....." Please will you buy me, sir. And will you fuck me, please, sir...?"I could see it was a real effort for him to say that, but I felt that I hadestablished the ground. I smiled. I knew there was a reason why I liked her.While moving through the forest she slowly slipped her arm around mywaist. Her gentle touch seemed to exorcise all of the troubled thoughtsthat have been plaguing me these last few weeks. Coming across aclearing, we took a break. Even with her 'proper shoes' the uneven groundwas beginning to hurt Abigail's feet."What's this symbol mean Morgan?" Abigail pointed to an old stump. Carvedon the stump was a runic symbol of three crosses in the shape.