Main bhi unki chuchiyo ko dabane laga.maine unke lips par ek jor ka kiss kiya.aur unke boobs dabane laga.wo bhi lagatar mujhe kiss kiye ja rahi thi.ma...ne unhe kas k gale lagaya.hum dono nange the uff kya maja aa raha tha.mera lund unki nabhi par lag raha tha aur wahi par surakh karne ko betaab tha.maine aunty ko bathrum mein rakhi fatti par khada kiya.ab hamara level kuchh barabr hua aur maine khade khade he unki choot mein lund ghusane ki koshish ki.hum dono ki koshish se lund chut mein gaya. I hope the women inside rape the fuck out of you slut. Words that dripped with hate from those I had worked alongside.I step outside... the walls are lined with the male officers, all making remarks and filthy comments about what i can expect in prison..I stumble and find it hard to breath.. I'm roughly shoved into the lift..the same guy that brought myself and Emily up is staring wide eyed at my naked body..i feel so much more humiliated.. i try to stem the trickle of fluid down my thighs... ”“That’s the part that irritates me about men like Dan Logan, though. They like to say things like, ‘if you don’t sin, Jesus died for nothing,’ piss-poor theology, but a fun excuse for the likes of them. They’ll be laughing a lot less when they’re cast into eternal Hellfire, I can tell you that much,” April gritted her teeth at her cousin’s very lukewarm attitude toward the Gospel.“That’s sinners like them, as have always existed. Mockers, scorners, drunkards, sodomites, whoremongers,. She said the second week of August would be perfect, so I planned accordingly. I told Charli what I was planning of course, in private and after a particularly satisfying session in bed. She cried and hugged me, and she also tried to talk me out of going. I cried too, but I held firm. I wanted advice from an objective source.A few days before I was scheduled to leave, I was in the bedroom packing a suitcase with warm weather stuff, swimsuits and skimpy clothing. (There isn't much need for that.