The thing which happened a hr ago was making me feel restless. I called sanju to find out when will she be back she said that it would take atleast 2h...s as the train was late. Suddenly i could hear some sounds from sanjus room where jassu was taking rest i slowly popped into tha room. She was watching porn to my surprise. I entered the room silently it was pitch dark and she was restless as she is completely got herself involved in watching porn and she didnt even notice me. I realised that she. Welts on her back were pulsating with pain as blood was flowing through them. Her clit was still aching from the pliers. Her pussy was being violated by a rusted metal tool. Her ass, now nearly dry, was fucked without mercy. She could feel her throat being stretched under the skin of her neck with every thrust of Hank's huge cock. Her tits were pulled down by the weight of the battery cable. The claps dug into the sensitive flesh of her nipples, and were moving as she was shoved around. Her. Getting to that imposter in the White House was impossible, Ed knew that, unless someone wanted to try a suicide mission, but suicide missions were for fucking ragheads, not real Americans. Or maybe not, given the right circumstances. The daughters, however, there were some possibilities there. Vladimir was right, they could be a distraction. Maybe just enough, and it might be worth a sacrifice, anyway.“Report, Jones.”Jones stood up.“Goddam n...”Ed interrupted.“Fuck that shit, Jones. We know. I quickly guessed that she was in her late 40s.Again her husband walked a few paces behind her and then I suddenly realised he was holding a small camcorder in his hand and it was clearly pointing at her legs.I loved the sound of the clip clop of her heels on the tiled floor and once again my eyes were transfixed on her tarty red high heel shoes and shapely legs. They carried on walking round the store, occasionally stopping and looking at products on sale. It must have been blatantly obvious.