Not only was it a grenade, it was coming right toward me. I had what I hoped would be a great idea and adjusted my position to better prepare my plan....I switched to holding my AK by the barrel end - which burnt the hell out of my hands because the barrel was hotter than hell from all the rounds I'd fired through this piece of shit. But right now I had to ignore the pain and get on with my plan. When the grenade got close enough I smacked the hell out of the grenade with the wooden buttstock. For her, it was more about the excitement and pleasure of the act than the cash she received. Even if she did someday choose to quit, sex would still be a necessity for her. Her natural desires were simply too strong for her to do without the company of a man for any real amount of time. Stretching out her tired muscles, she rose from the bed and made her way across the carpeted floor. Sliding her drapes to the side, she sighed as the heat of the sun washed over her and warmed her nude body.. Maine fir use call kiya. Usne pic kiya or boli.She:- hellow kon?Me:- I am deepak.She:- kon deepak ?Me-: jisko tumne aaj no diya wahi deepak.She :- ooh toh tum ho bolo kyun call kiya ?Me:- bas aise hi socha tumse baat karun tum mujhe acchi lgi..Yu are beautiful dear.She:- thanks. I know tabhi toh tum roj mujhe ghurte ho or aank marte ho.Me :- yaar tum ho hi itni sexy tumhe dekhker apne aap jo hona hota h ho jaata hai.Aise hi humari baat hoti rhi. Baaton baaton mai pta chala ki wo married hai or. Deftly she fastened his wrists and ankles to the headboard and foot board, knowing that the scarves, for all their softness, were exceedingly strong. She stepped back, looking at her captor with gourmandism. His cock was a huge, twitching, aching mass that he could not reach under any circumstances, that he could not touch for relief. He was entirely at Lori’s mercy, aroused to the point that an average man would be incapable of sustaining for long, but the agency as she was finding out did not.