Short messy blonde hair, with blue eyes. Everyone seems to be convinced that my hair color is fake though, with the explanation being something like, ...It's too bright and shiny to be real!" Whatever that means. I suppose I should be taking that as a compliment, if only so many people would stop saying the same exact thing with such disbelief in their tone.I guess you aren't really here for me though. Let me get back on topic."I AM GOING TO DIE." I squealed to myself in a nervous breakdown,. She couldn’t believe she had been beaten to it… David’s erection was now rapidly wilting.“Oh no you don’t…” Mary muttered and leaning forward she parted her lips and slid David’s cock into her mouth. It only took a few seconds of her slurping tongue to bring David to full stiffness again and she began to greedily suck at his erection. She didn’t care what had happened. She didn’t care that her daughter had been here before, and that she was getting second-hand goods. She didn’t give a. My asthmatic mother was not keeping too well and she called Meena to help out in the house till my wife returned. Meena has been my mother’s favorite sister being the youngest and having spent most of her time with us till she was married off. Ours was her second home. She was part of the family. She was now 38 with trim well manicured feminine body, full grown breasts slightly drooping now, tight bulbous butts and the smile of a goddess. She was a stunning beauty, fair beautiful rounded face,. I moved my head a bit and out of the corner of my eye I saw a native woman sitting on a stool near the cot and immediately screamed in fear and started pulling at the thin sheet covering me, the native woman spoke to me in broken English that I was safe, but I could not be consoled after the ordeal I had been through.“Jason, come quick, lady awake” she said as she tried to comfort me.I saw the tent flap open and it was pitch dark outside as Jason stepped into the tent and rushed to me. “It’s.