Emma peered over at Carlotta who appeared unconcerned aboutPhillip's brief conversation with the waiter. As the waiter walked away,Emma cursed in her ...ind, 'Why are the hot ones always gay!'Feeling the need to change up the conversation, Emma said, "Phillip, Iwas talking with Dad the other day. He really wants to see you." Good for him," Phillip said in an emotionless voice."Have you given any thought to seeing him?" No. It's not something I'd ever willing do." Come on, Phillip. I forgave him.. It was only twenty minutes of drive i realized that my vision is becoming blurry and i stopped the car, jyothi was all high with alcohol and had no idea whats happening to me , she wanted to go back and dance in between those hungry wolves.As i was washing my face with water which i keep in the car i saw two cars stopped next to us. I was amazed to see my friends dad and his friends , they were 8 in total, he offered helped and in joy forced me to gulp down a quarter of rum, now i was gone with. Then my wife pointed to a small pile hair on the corner of my dresser. I just smiled knowing that it was Natalie’s pussy hair and that I was going to keep it as a souvenir of the occasion. My wife had taken a dozen nude pictures of Natalie but she wanted me to take a few more. After all I was supposed to be the better photographer. I took about two dozen pictures of my lovely nude model from assorted angles both far and close.It was then time to download the pictures into my computer. For that. It took her a few minutes to gain her balance and the men laughed mockingly as her feet scrabbled for purchase. ‘About time too!’ snapped the tall, thin man, reaching up and dragging off the hood from the woman’s head, revealing a face contorted with fury, her auburn hair dishevelled, but still with plenty of fight in her. ‘You miserable bastards! Let us go you creeps, or I’ll ……..ouch!’ ‘Oh shut up you slag!’ he snapped as he reached down and grasped one of her breasts, twisting hard. They.