To wo boli ki aisa thodi hi hota hai wo koi chatne ki chij hai wo to bahut ganda hota hai. Mai fir unhe force kiya ki please ek baar to aisa karke dek...o aapko bahut acha lagega mai unhe bahut force kiya to wo boli thik hai sirf ek baar hi or uske aage or kuch nahi karne dungi sir chatna hi hoga. Mera to khusi ka thikana nahi raha or bola thik hai aunty. Wo boli ek hours ke baad mere ghar aa jana or chali gayi.Mai jaldi se ready hokar time ka wait karne laga 1 hours ke baad mai unke ghar gaya.. Gift shops displayed their usual trinkets, cow bells, Toblerone, postcards and cuckoo clocks. The advertising was unobtrusive, elegant to the point of being refined, and the natural wood and stone of the area had been used thoughtfully in the design of the properties. The streets were spotlessly clean; graffiti had yet to invade the country. Many of the villages had working wells as a center point, offering a natural place for meeting, discussion and the general contemplation of life.Lauren and. "He took a short length of chain and connected the leather cuffs at my ankles. The chain was only about 18 inches. It prevented any further attempts at kicking him, and I would soon learn that it would restrict my walking ability significantly.The limousine stopped in front of a beautiful home. It looked more like a country estate. There were quite a few other limousines as well as a lot of cars parked in the circular driveway. Brad climbed out of the limousine when the chauffeur opened the. “Okayyy...” Chantal got up (giving Johnny another flash of panties) and headed to the left, out of Johnny’s sight. He tried to adjust his viewing angle but the gap in the doorway didn’t allow it. He waited.Suddenly the door flew open and he was blinded by a flash of light! “Augh!” he yelled, stumbling back.He heard the telltale whir of a Polaroid picture being ejected. “Little perv! Mom’s gonna fuckin’ kill you when she sees this!”Shit shit shit! Johnny’s eyes were returning to normal and he.