. Rannndd ……. Cchhaatttt ….. Apni malkin ki chut or ai chat rahi thiFir bhabi ne muje apni penty utare ke bola to mane kud ki penty nikal di bha...i eri gori chikni chut ke dekte hi khus ho gai or haat fira kar boli woooow mwri nand randi kiya mast chut hai tuje to koi bi chod dega sali is sexy chut ko aaj mai kha hi jaugi or mai sarma gai or bhabi malkin ne muje deka or kha randi kase sarma rahi hai sali bhosdi ki or fir bhabi ne kud ki penty utarne ko bola to mane unki utar di or unki chut deka. She mentally scratched her head. They weren't English; they weren't like the letters the woman had written. They were Arabic, Cyrillic or maybe even Hebrew. She knew she looked Semitic, even though her family hailed from Wales.The woman laughed and said something to the man and he laughed as well. He wrote again and this time she understood. "Please stop! Don't do anything else!"That did it! She jerked awake and sat up. Her body was trembling; she was hungry enough to eat a moose. She was. Uske hath mere khando pr the pr usne mere us move k bd apne hath mere khando se hata kar mere waist pr rkh die aur tightly pakd lia. Ab dheere dheere uske hath neeche ja rahe the aur dekhte hi dekhte mera lund jagne laga. Aur thodi der bd wo mere pant k upr se lund ko sehlane lagi ab mujhse brdhst nahi horha tha toh maine lamba soomsaan rasta lia taki aur maza le sku aur jyse hi road deserted hogyi ab mujhse raha nahi gaya aur mai uske hath ko upr se pkd kar zor zor se apne lund pr malne laga.. The following day, as Madam Fatal and carring a basketof flowers, I pretended to be an old flower-seller and so was able tomingle with the workers and eavesdrop. To my surprise I found that Piercehad returned to the plant, where I saw him talking to another man. Theywere being very furtive but I was able to eavesdrop. I still remembertheir conversation. 'Keep your eyes open for a guy named Stanton,' Piercetold him. 'He's looking for spies.' 'He won't suspect a thing,' said theother man. 'So you.