What do you want?" Oh Jill, eat me. Lick my asshole. Suck my pussy ... oh I need it. I need it so bad..." Beg for it." Jill ordered me. I heard one of...the men snicker."Please eat me. I need it so bad. Please Jill. Please make me come!"I felt more hair and then a tongue washed down my crack."Ohhh yesssssssssss, Jill. Do me ... I need to come..." I moaned.I knew two men were watching me have sex with a woman and I didn't care. All it did was make me hotter. Her tongue circled my asshole and I. Mi: aav pn tya sathi gandich map mhanje dhunganach aan dengetlya chirech nit map ghyav lagataya. Aat ghalun vagaire mhanje ekch dor asto to pn dhunganachya fatit disat nay. Annn pudhn transparent zalidar kapdatan samorch samad sexy pucchiahe as desataya.Leela mami: whay te pan map ghe lawkar. Pan tu tar aata jast pareshan hay. Thod thambto ka.Mi: mi avv ajun kuth tatalay aata tyala pantetun tatayla jaga nahi milat purn tatayla mhanatt avvv nit ghasun tumchya dhunganach kam ahe he samad tyanich. Megan simply shrugged. The two girls, fifteen and sixteen, were not what could be called morning people, and they had been up since well before dawn for the trip. It was nine-and-a-half hours from Philadelphia but adding in pit stops and gas fill-ups it had stretched it out to eleven-plus. On the other hand, flying wouldn’t have saved any time. Between showing up two hours early for security check-ins, boarding delays, picking up luggage, renting a car, and then driving at least another hour to. ”“What does this discovery mean for Shangri La, Nathan?” I asked, trying to ignore his arms wrapped around my wife’s waist. He realised what I was staring at, and pulled them away as if Mimi was a glowing coal.I could see the relief on his face when he answered.“Doctor and Missus Armityge will have no more problems in keeping Shangri La running. We will cultivate the plants and sell the vanilla pods to the East India Company. Vanilla is in great demand, and whatever price the Company pays.