To achanak maree bate a gae, mai us waqt zor dar bombaree kar rahi thee, maree bate ya sab sun kar uncha uncha hansna lagi, maina suna to boli kaya hv... bate, to vo boli mom bomb to ahista chalao or maree be hansee nikal gaee or mai be zor zor sa hansna lagi or boli batee kaya toon nahi bomb blast kartee bara ghar ki saar ka waqt, vo boli mom kartee haoin magar Itna zor dar nahi. Or hum dono hansna lagi, jab mai bahir ae to batee na nose par hatth rakha huva tha or Abhi be hans rahi thee jisa. She had sometimes spent months secluded with a man she'd fallen for, ignoring the rest of the world entirely until hunger and a male's sense of 'duty' drove them back into the land of the living. Those were memories she treasured – even as much as she treasured her memories of Jake.As she lay in the grass, warmed by the twin crystal suns, enjoying the play of Sy's fingers on her stomach and hips, a shadow appeared, blocking the warming rays of the closer, Northern crystal sun. Alana opened her. “Get out here.” Mistress said. “You need to really get use to being out side, “we’re going to be out a lot.” She paused. “Get out here now and sit on the bench!” This time with a little more forceful tone.I stepped out and sat down with my legs together and my hands covering my genitals. My back was up straight as to get a good look around to see if anyone was watching.“Perfect posture, “sitting like a proper girl should.” As she lit her cigaret.She new how to get in your head complimenting you. She deepthroated my cock while I chatted to my girlfriend and I enjoyed every moment of it. I soon said by to Jessica and once I put the phone down Cassi deepthroated me and gagged on my cock. She then stood up and I said you a naughty little whore aren't you? She smiled as she replied saying I'm only a whore if you make me one and if you do then I'm only your naughty whore. I smiled at her as I pulled her into me and said no you not a whore you just a sexy girl who is giving me great pleasure.