.to unhone kaha kya chahiye..maine kaha jo mangunga dogi? to unhone kaha bilkul aap bolo to…maine socha aj chance hai…maine kaha mujhe apke boobs ...ekhne hain…kuch der to unka reply nahi aya…mujhe laga unko bura lag gaya…maine kaha ki agar apko bura laga ho to sorry to phir bhi unka koi reply nahi mujhe to laga ki sab khatam pr ek hour baad unka msg aya…maine apse ye ummeed nahi kiya tha..maine kaha ki please sorry…unhone thik hai koi..par mai apkko pic nahi send kar sakti …. Jab aap ghar aoge. Saturday night just gone I was walking into my building when I bumped into Pam. She was getting out a cab with shopping as I was getting to the door. I offered to take a few bags and help her out. On the way up the elevator we just exchanged the usual things “how are you? you had a busy day” and so on. I helped her take her shopping into her kitchen and we continued to gab. She just asked me If was settled in yet I said “yes, I was happy that I’ve now finished all my decorating!” we went on a. Beth’s cunt juices were now running down her wrists and Sharon just lost control. She pushed harder against her leg as her cunt screamed to be filled and she screamed through her orgasm. Beth’s legs were spasming all over the place which helped against Sharon’s cunt. The two of them were now trembling at the same and yelling as Sharon tried to continue her attack on Beth. From nowhere came a pair of hands and Sharon looked up to see Wendy. At the same time she felt fingers being shoved into her. .I asked her who she was and she told me the truth, her way. Sad but intelligent."MORAINE!!!" A rumbling voice called her from the top of the stairs.She opened her eyes again, straight into mine, while everything made sense. The dark-skinned midget, hard to the eye, locked up in a tower… It was right in front of me. It was clear that it was no shame what motivated the queen to lock this girl out of sight, but the purest jealousy. The king would do no opposition, as he would have her for.