Priti: chal ab tu aaja ab tera lauda leti hoon. Tu muje aage se shot laga. Aaja mere upar. Mera lund ab patthar ki tarah kadak ho gaya tha. Mein priti...ke upar let gaya aur apna lund uski chut pe rahadne laga. Phir priti ne mera lauda pakda aur apni chut ke khadde pe rakh diya. Maine ek hi baar mein poora lund ghusa diya air abki baat priti nh chillayi. Me: kya hua ab dard nh ho raha hai. Priti: nh ab meri chut ko tere laude ki aadat ho gayi hai. Ab chod muje. Ache se chod. Phad de meri raand. I never wanted to see him again. Despite my mental protest, my fingers pressed the answer button."Dave, it's Brad. I was wondering if you wanted to go out and get some dinner tonight. We can swap stories about how boring our afternoons were," said Brad. His tone was completely casual, as if this morning I hadn't been kneeling down before him with his man meat in my mouth."Sure, what did you have in mind?" I asked. If Brad could play this cool, so could I. Maybe he never wanted to take about it. ”Matti just shook his head sadly and continued, “I have seen absolute proof that she was involved with them. She was particularly involved with the man who intended to kill me, Dog Fontaine. Not once did she ever hint that she knew who he was. I am certain that she was just trying to get information from me about the money that Fontaine came looking for. When we started getting involved, she would often bring up the subject of the money when we were out at the lake, obviously trying to get me. Even in the cab, I rubbed Laiba’s clit while Salman was sitting with the driver, clueless. When we arrived at the Eros Hotel, the cab driver was paid. We went to the reception, where we all gave our IDs.I asked for the room key and took Laiba with me while Salman was left at reception to take care of basic formalities. Our room was on the 7th floor, so we took the lift, and as we exited it, I ordered Laiba to crawl beside me on the way. She crawled like a bitch.I occasionally spanked her in.