The clock on her bedside nightstand reads 4:19AM. Her brain, still foggy from the Ambien, wrestles with the strictures put on her subconsciousness by ...he drug. Ever since the accident, she is lucky if she gets four hours of uninterrupted sleep a night. A tear wells up and rolls down Sky’s cheek as reality slowly creeps back in. She flops her head onto the pillow and stares blankly into the soft, gritty haze of darkness. She mindlessly watches the swirling shadow of the fan blades as they spin. Her tits are a 40D and she has red pubic hair. She planted a wet kiss on my lips that seemed to last forever. As we kissed, I started to play with her pussy, which was already wet. I opened up her pussy and ran my finger up and down it and inserted a finger. As I finger fucked her, she kissed me harder. I broke away from the kiss and told her to lie on the bed still with my finger in her pussy. She lay down and I immediately started to suck on those 40d’s. She was going crazy, writing like the. Then meine rita ko call lagayaUnhone apna address bataya aur kha ki cab pakad ke aa jau ! Unhone apna house no ba diya thats why mjhe unka ghr dhundne mein dikkat nai huiMeine unke ghr pahuch ke bell bajay. Ghar mein se ek aurat nikki … Meine kaha – mjhe miss rita se milna hai.. Usne kha malkin andr hai aap baitheye mein unhe bata kr aati hu !. Woh aurat unki nauraani thi. Joh sbhe shyam unke ghar ka kaam krne ke liye aati thi.Thodi der baithne ke baad rita waha pe aayi. Reeta ne laal rang ki. I thought he was probably already two-thirds of the way there. Jibran was the only other councilman not invited to the party at Az Zarqa, even though he had been wearing a gold pentagon this morning. I guessed it was Abdul Muhsi's way of showing his displeasure that Jibran had not secured my vote. I shook my head slightly in disgust.I stared out the terminal windows to the west, away from the tarmac and the planes. The scenery was quite beautiful, gentle rolling river valleys running east-west,.