He has his foot under my pants and rubbing it up and down my slightly hairy legs. This lasted for a few minutes, but I thought it was time for me to j...in it. Our feet started playing with each other again, and I knew he liked it. I rubbed my foot up the back of his leg, all the way up to the back of his knee. Whatever I tried to do to please him, he still had me beat. He was in the perfect position to get to my legs, and his sexy, socked foot felt so good rubbing up and down my leg. That. .Majak Majak me baat kafhi aage bhar gai..Ye sun mera land tangaya main samaj gaya ki aaj kuch hone wala hai or main issko rok nahi paunga..Tabhi maine kaha sochlo kabhi bolo ki galti hogai… or main koi help bhi nahi karunga. .. usne bhi chalange de ke kaha teek hai aab dekho mere kya kya baski hai .. Ye bolte hue wo ek glass doth leke Ranvir ke room me paguch gai main chupke se aadhi khuli window me se dekhne laga…Anjli – soogaye kya…Ranvir – na na aaj nind hi nahi aarari..Anjli – hmm smile. My casket lay on a low table. It was glowing shining white with gold handles and trim. The lid was open.I hesitated once again. I knew that what I would see would only add to the weight of a reality I did not yet want to accept. I also knew I had to look. Slowly, I stepped up to the casket.I gazed at the dream-like scene before me. The other me, the me that lay in the casket, was dressed as for her wedding. Mom had promised me her bridal gown for my wedding. Instead, she had given it to me for. I zoned out rather than deal with it. I barely remember it. All I can remember for sure what that he beat me while he did it. I’m sure I flinched as a heavy hand slapped my ass and tits with a brutality I couldn’t understand. I had bruises for weeks afterwards.I don’t know how many people raped me after that. I tried not to think about it. I’m sure at least one more person raped my throat and my cunt after that, but it could have been three times that number. I just don’t know, and I’m.