She'd fucked up. She knew she did. “Oh, so NOW you go quiet, huh? You didn’t have a problem criticizing me a minute ago.” She couldn’t take ...t anymore. She’d had this boiling inside of her for years now, and she couldn’t hold it in any longer. “CRITICIZING YOU? ARE YOU EVEN SERIOUS RIGHT NOW? I’M TRYING TO HELP YOU!” She screamed. “You call this help? Making me feel like I’m some dick?” Shit. He’s not mad. He’s hurt. I shouldn’t have said anything. Fuck. She stood up, took the tray of. And after 5min effort he was successful and I was moaning behnchod mar diya sale kute teri maa ka bhosda sale madrchod and after hearing all this he increased his sped and for around 15 min he fucked my ass hole and in between was pressing my boobs and then gaand se nikal kar lund he gave it in my mouth and I gave him again blowjob after this.I licked his gaand that I really love to do and after resting for 15 min once again he fucked me and then we smooched each other passionately and wear our. .and then, slowly, and from high above her, a drop of wax falls to her slit, rolling down her lips just a bit before becoming to cool to continue...and then another...this time above her clit...and another, over the wet inner pink...again and again the wax droplets fall, as she wiggles under their heat, moaning, sighing, gasping, bucking...clit throbbing....she cums.... He lays his body over hers, she can feel his hard cock pressed against her wet sex through his pants. He kisses her, and. There was a card on the ribbon:"To Tandra, for being my friend and helping to save my life... Love, Patrick."Tandra stammered out something about how I shouldn't have done anything like that, but I guided her hand toward the bow. She smiled at me, realizing there was no point in arguing with me, and started to open the package. The ordinary cardboard box underneath told her nothing about the contents of the present. She had to open it further. I watched in anticipation, hoping she would be.