. Haa.. Bilkul isi bhosde se to nikli h vo.. Jugaad kra jindagi bhr teri gaand ka ghulaam bn k rhunga.. Maa boli theek h.. Pr aaj tum muje hi ranjna m...n lo.. Papa.. Maa k muh se papa shbd sun k papa jaise pagal se ho gye.. Maa k pure face ko chumne chatne lge.. Jaise sch me mai hi hu.. Dhkke jd tk marne lge.. Maa boli.. Papa itna mota musal ta aapke pass kisi or lund k kyu chod diya muje.. Papa bole samaj k liye beti.. Pr ab mai sari zindagi tumhe pel skta hu.. Ranjna koi kuch ni kh skta.. Maa. You're going to love this! I promise!!" I was still a little scared but slowly took my clothes off. By this time Jeff had a pretty good hard on and began stroking himself. "Just watch me....do what I do." What did I get myself into I thought, but began the same up and down motion on my now hard dick. "Feels good huh?" he asked. "Yes....really good" I told him. "Well it only gets better....just don't stop ok" We sat on the sofa beating away I began to have very strange but very enjoyable. For the artist and the canvas to melt together like water droplets is another form of love making. Love for skin, love for ink and love for the creation, and as with any love making there is a pain. Across one part of the tattoo Creeper hit bone, and Aileen bit her pain ’til it bled never once crying out. The Creeper was gentle for this part. As the last needle prick entered her skin she could feel the relief set in. He backed away from her and as she stood staring into the full length mirror. Tarn stood tall within his protective symbol and began to draw power."I am not some weak minion, Prince of Lies," Tarn declared as power flow all around him. "You may be a Godling but I am a Wyrm!"Power flashed within the confines of the pentagram as the shapes faded back within the mist."Now, Prince Tarn, there is no reason to get testy," Azeroth replied, stepping back. "You puff up nicely behind the protection of your shield. First born you may very well be but before you were a thought I.