Lojja te tu hat diye amar chokh dheke rakhlam. Sir er hat er angul gulo amar du payer majhkhane kolbil korte laglo. Ami tokhon uttejona te chot phot k...rchi. Sorir-e prochondo sursuri lagche. Sir eber oner angul gulo amar mosrin kore kamano gud er opor ghoste laglo. Ter pelam amar gud ta rose bhije jachhe.Edike sadhon babu amar boro boro mai duto chuste chuste oner jiv ta nicher dike namiye ante laglen. Amar norom chorbi sunyo pet ta chatte chatte navir bhetor jiv ta chalan kore ghorate laglen.. "Except me," said Frankie."We know you'll never do it," snapped Danni. "You don't count." Hey!" I said loudly. I sat up. "Friends don't say stuff like that." Well she won't," complained Danni."Whether she ever has sex or not is her business," I said. "But don't tell her her opinion doesn't count." Who promoted you to having a say in things?" asked Beth, sarcasm dripping from her voice."You did, when you agreed to kiss me," I shot back.She didn't look happy, but she didn't say anything else. She smiled and said, “I was just lying her smelling myself, and I swear I smell pregnant.”I laughed and said, “Nobody smells pregnant.” “No, smell me and tell me what you think.” I slipped under the blanket and smelled her, she smelled of sweat and sex and desert blossoms and something I couldn’t identify. It might have been her characteristic smell. What ever it was, it was filled to the max with pheromones and I got hard and ended up smelling every crease and cranny of her just for the touch. His thrust was cruel and deep, the azure shaft vanishing into her body, half of the immense member engulfed by her spasming loins.She wanted so desperately to reach down a padded finger and rub herself to competition, a maddening thirst overtaking her, but as the chains clattered she was reminded that her Alpha had bound her. She could not disobey, if he willed her to suffer then she must suffer, and delight in her obedience.“Don’t break those chains,” he warned, twisting the replica organ.