Wo rone lagi uske aasuu nikaal gaye..Phir mene usskkee choodhhnaaa ka socha…Aur alna land ek bar mai poora andar diya aur wahi rukh gaya…Wo puri s...iver kar rahi thi dard ke mare…Nikkkaaallllloooo. Iiissseee . Mmaamiii maaarjauungii..Maahh..Maaaaa….Maarrr gaaayyii bbaaachhhaoo kooiii.Phir mene andar bhahar dhakha lagna shru kiya wo aur roi…Maaatt kaaro…Dhhhirrre maaaii maarrjaauungggiii..Maibaur tej ho gaya…Uske asu nhibrukh rahe the nahi mera lund mai bhi lapalap deta gaya uske andar..Phir mai. She had our route all planned out; at each house she would pose either by the house name or number, or by her friends car registration plate. She would undo her buttons, I would get the camera ready, and then 'flash!', in every sense of the word! Under her black coat Sarah was wearing a pair of black heels, hold ups, and a black choker round her neck - good as her word, nothing else, which meant that her full figure with large boobs, generous belly and luxurious dark pubic hair was displayed to. He saw us, waved and came across to us."Hey sexy," he said to me, giving me a kiss and picking me up. Darren is a dark haired boy with dark eyes, a slim build and is 6' 7''. Amy rolled her eyes. "I'll leave you and loverboy to it then. Give me a ring later," she told me, with a wink at the end. "Okay, yeah sure, if im not busy." I replied to her also winking. After Amy had walked away, Darren took me by the hand and looked me straight in the eyes."So then babes, what film are we going to watch. " Fran suddenly stopped and spun around. By the time Vickie arrested her momentum she was standing face-to-face and tit-to-tit with Fran staring into the eyes she had loved since she first saw Fran."Listen you fucking little tramp," Fran hissed at her best friend turned slave, trying to keep her voice low so the kids swarming around them heading towards the main school entrance would not hear. "You're the one who wanted to be a fucking slave, you volunteered for this." Vickie hung her head in.