I thought they'd just kick the shit out of me. That's what always - [unintelligible].D. You didn't pay money to this man and he transformed you into a...girl?J. Jesus. Yeah. I know it sounds insane. Believe me, I feel crazy. I have strange dreams, I - I forget things.D. What do you think you have forgotten?J. Alright, I - Okay, I told you I had a boss, right? I can't remember his name or where I worked. I can picture him, sort of. I can picture my girlfriend, and I remember her - but I'm afraid. It was actually a pleasant time as far as Paul concerned. They had refused dessert, but ordered coffee to drink while chatting.“Can you give me more money every month?” she asked.“I would give you more money, but you’d give it to Annie. I’m not giving her one cent of my money ever again. I would leave my half of the estate to a charity for people without little fingers before I’d leave it to you to give to her.”“Why do you hate her so much?”“Hate? I don’t hate her. I think she’s a monster. You. Shabbas puuch lagi rah meri raand aur pura maja le 12 lundo ka….kisi kisi ladki ko aisa din nasseb hota hai….yeh keh kar alka mere room mein aa gayi..mein abhi bhi apna lund haath mein liye muth maar raha tha…alka mere paas aayi aur boli ……apni behan ko chodega…..meine kap kapati awwaz mein kaha….lekin who mujhe dekhegi to….alka boli…chinta mat kar thodi der mein uski ankhon par patti badhenge tab tu chup chap usko chod diyo…aur miene haan mein apna sir hila diya…ab alka wapis bahar chali gayi. As that sexual delirium engulfed her for a second time; she revelled in the incredible sensations exploding throughout her muscles, she relaxed now, and she knew she was cumming. "Fucking give it to the slut," gasped Fay. Shelly looked to Fay, through blurry eyes and her wracked body, she focussed on Fay's legs spread wide apart, showing Shelly she was fingering her own arse now and rubbing on her wet cunt. The sight of Fay's lewdness drove Shelly over the edge . Her arms gave out and as her.