Amra giye short-e biye kore nebo. Dada kanya-daan korbe. Just enjoy korar jonno. Kintu moja ta barbe etate. Amar odhikar Mimi ropor onek besi thakbe.�...�(I know a priest over here in a temple near this place. We will go and marry each other in short. Dada will do the ‘Kanya-Daan’. Just for fun. But, the fun will be more. My control over Mimi would be much greater.)Me: “R tar por?” (And then?)Arun: “Just ajker din er jonnoi. Amar kachhe apnader number o nei j phone korbo. Apnara o j phone theke. Your perfect shining wet and lutful pussy opens wired. The lips are swollen as I used a vacuum-pump to make them huge and fleshy. The spider moves its eight legs, I show you the little a****l. Now I take it and sit it on your pussylips…it crawls, runs on your soft genital skin, you feel the legs move…the spider is very curious of the body beneath its legs and starts a journey inside your vagina. It is very notable to watch the little a****l…you can see it on a screen over your head…large and. This nail was controlling him! It wouldn’t allow him to let go of it!“What the fuck is going on?!”Sleep didn’t come easy that night, his mind was buzzing nonstop about the nail. He should have never taken it from his neighbor’s house. Was this thing the reason why Tim Jones had gone crazy and killed someone in his kitchen? Were Jason’s dreams really tied to this piece of metal? At last he managed to get a couple hours of fitful sleep, and when he woke up, he was convinced that the whole thing. So we got there, i was full of hope and thinking of how i could approach her.Having my 2 cousins, my uncle, and of course my parents there, was a problem of course.I took the panties she left, with me, and hoped i could give her a hint.but, not a chance, it was soooo damn frustrating.but long story short, NOTHING happened, i couldn't even go into her bedroom to place the panties into her drawer or something.then when we got back they called us, and confirmed that they would be here for.