I hated the claustrophobic restraint morethan anything and the difficulty in breathing. As for the shit - well, after awhile my mind went into a wild ...cstasy of humiliation and degradation so that atfirst i became accustomed to it and then finally to look forward to it. Hewould be so rough with me before taking a shit, yanking me into place by mycollar, booting me about, shouting at me; and if he was never exactly gentlewith me afterwards, well, i knew that i had pleased him and been of use to. ” Baji, Ashraf ki biwi to aap hain! Ye kaise ho sakta hai? Aur fir meri shadi Nazma se? Vo kaise?” Tahira baji hans padi,” Arbaz mere pyare bhai, main aaj tak Ashraf ke lund se nahin chudi hoon, meri jawani barbad kar dee hai uss haramzade ne. Sari sari raat apni jawan chut ko haathon se argad ragad kar main kaise wakt bita rahi hoon, tum nahin jante. Mera bhi man karta hai ki koi jawan mota lund meri choot ko ji bhar ke chode aur meri aag shaant kare, lekin essi meri kismat nahin hai bhaijaan.. I'll see you at noon ... and Joe, thanks."I was definitely puzzled by her remarks. I didn't let it bother me as I went back to reviewing our new estimator's bids for several new remodeling jobs.At precisely 12 o'clock I opened the front door to Lenora's knock. She knew from experience that the buzzer still had not been replaced. She quickly introduced the three of us to Dr. James Stryder, President of Southern State University. Even though Dr. Stryder was smiling and effusive with his. Beverly smiled to herself. She was so wet and had wanted some action herself, although she could take care of that later. She got up from the bed and then heard her son peeing, forgetting there were no doors in the villa. She walked across the room and was able to see into the fresher and saw Wesley pissing like a fountain into the toilet. He was holding his cock in his right hand and Beverly noticed it wasn't completely soft but still it looked so innocent yet tempting. She wanted to hold it.