Ratt ko khanne k leya usne mujje awaj de ghr me bss hum dono the khana khatte samme hamare khubb batte hue batte krte samme mene mjak me kha k sabbi d...ess try kr k dekhye bt jo last me li thi wo nhi dekhaye usne smile dete hue kha wo dress phen rkhi ha abb tum dekh nhi pa rhe mere kya galti. Essa sunte he mere pajama me tanna lun saff dkhne lga uski najar bar bar whi ja rhe thi.Mene socha ajj to j chudh jye ge lekin tabbi uske hubby ka cl aa gya or wo rum me chli gye mere to lund pe kise ne. Emma was one of those girls who waseither dressed very causally or very smartly, and I decided to dress upwell for my mother. I quickly and quietly undressed and after a lot offiddling about put on one of Emma's bras after having stuffed it withsocks. Then I put on Emma's best dress of green silk. Her watch went on myleft arm and a silver bangle went on the other one. I gingerly, afraidthat it might get stuck, placed her favourite silver ring on my finger,and a silver necklace with a silver E. "That's too tight, I demand you take them off me this instant!" Don't you have something to stick in this cunts mouth," the soldier said."Si, how about a ball gag for the American?"Ashley looked up in shock. It was a large, red ball, a piece of leather attached on each side. "No, don't do th..." her words cut abruptly as her head was pulled back by her hair. She could feel strands of hair tearing out, tears falling from her eyes as the pain in her scalp increased.The soldier made short work of. I walk over to where my webcam is mounted on top of my laptop,strategically positioned to take in a widescreen view of my bed. I blowa kiss into the lens of the webcam and shut it off. I close my websitedown on the laptop and log off from the Internet."Well honey you were fifteen minutes late getting here; the punters onmy website expect the show to start at nine p.m. sharp!" I chasten him."I couldn't find the fucking key to the front door; I'm sure you saidthe third flowerpot on the left of.