.per main tan phalle war fudi liye rhiya c iss liye mainu bhut maza aa rhiya c..per fudi khuli hon ker kiye mera lun thori thori darr baad fudi wicho ...ikl janada c so mera maza kharb ho janda c..main holi holi gassaiye[stock] mar rhiya c with in 3 or 5 min mera maal fir ton mami di fudi wich shut giya and i thik mami da vv pani nikl giya c…main mami diye uppro uther giya and bad tye lamma piya giya…mami ji na mera face tye kiss kerniya start kar ditiya and mera kol puhciya tanu maza aya and i. She gently inserted one finger, first up to the knuckle, then all the way, and I heard a sharp intake of breath which she covered with another soft cough. Her mother glanced over absently, but saw nothing and returned to her Quran.Zainab's eyes met mine and she nodded her head slightly in the direction of the back. I couldn't believe it: she was asking me to follow! I nodded once and turned back to the front, my breathing quickening, my heart now like a jack hammer in my chest. I heard her. And perhaps she will be pleased with a speedy response. It doesn’t take long to decide. I take the car and drive, still sore from the beating, to a mall that’s still open almost an hour away.The girl in the phone shop is pretty, slim, with long blonde hair and dark, long-lashed eyes. In other times, I would enjoy our encounter, a gentleman, polite, smiling, joking, perhaps flirting a little. But tonight I have no such interest. I pick out a handset almost without thinking, top of the range, one. Do whatever you want."I walk over to Eileen, she backs towards the cabinet but she can't go back anymore. I hold Eileen and enter her body. I feel her squirm as I enter, overpowering her spirit and taking control of her body. Once I'm in, I look at my hands, I now control Eileen's arms and hands.Eileen struggles, trying to take control of her body back, unsuccessfully of course. I could hear her talk to me, through that telepathic link I mentioned earlier. *What? What is this?* she screams.