"Good," Koslov replied. "Now that we know where she is. We take Ricky quick like, one way or the other, before he can do anything else to her. Let's w...ap this up and go home."In the valley below, Sharon Carter lay prone among some dense bushes. She had heard the approach of the searchers and knew her ordeal would soon be over. However, it wasn't the couple of days march through the bush that she was referring to. It was all the shit and abuse she had been forced to put up with since her. Maami mostly maama par chad kar chud rahi hoti thi. Aur bohut enjoy karti thi. Mera bhi dil karta tha unhe chodne ka. To jab ghar par koi na hota to main unki lingerie par muth marta. Aur roz subha unki geeli panty mil jaati thi washroom mein. Main use lick karta aur sunghta. Panty pe lagi chut ki malayi ka taste bohut acha hota din karta kha jayu.Panty ki smell bhi madhosh karne wali hoti even used bra ki smell bhi badi achchi thi. Bas main sahi mouke ki firak mein tha ki kis din chudayi ka. It’s so good to see you. Take care of Matt, okay?”Heather looked at me and grinned. “I’m working on it,” she said, which elicited a laugh from Lara.After taking a few minutes to tune up the bikes in my uncle’s garage, Heather and I took off toward town. We were well-bundled in our coats, hats, and gloves to ward off the descending chill. With the addition of my backpack that held my camera bag and tripod, I felt like I was going on an arctic bike trek. In reality, I had offered to take Heather. ”“A fat fuck. You’ve turned into a lazy fat fuck is what I can make of it, and wherever you go, you’ll either be laughed at or ignored by the women unless you make a commitment to exercising and eating right. Fat people are on the lowest level of society these days, my man. They never get any pussy, and their denied jobs, nice places to live, all because they want to eat their Kentucky Fried Chicken and their Taco Bell, their Big Macs that have enough fat in them to feed half of Africa for a.