Phir hum chhat par bhi gaye or us chandani raat mai bhi ek dusre ko bahut pyar kiya.Phir hum room mai aaye or maine usko bed par letakar phir thoda or...choda. Is baar aahaaahh umm hum dono hi kar rahe the. To wo kahne lagi ki mere andar hi nikaal do apna virya mere raja. Main bhi bola aahhhh uhhhh haan meri rani main tere andar hi nikalunga or hum dhire ddhire karke jhadne lage.Phir pahle wo jor jor se aahhhh uhhhh karte hue jhadi or phir maine kaha ki main bhi jhad raha hun hhhuuhhh le meri. “Downstairs!” he shouted.“Here?”“Yes, here! Take him! Take him and leave!”Was Bufford stupid enough to keep a kidnapped child in his own home? Then again, his brother was the police chief. Look what happened to the Millers when they reported their daughter missing.“Where’s the basement?” Steele asked.“It’s a bomb shelter. Under the house. Slide the rug under the card table in the back room. There’s a trap door. He’s down there.”Steele wiggled the knife out of the floor. It had gone in further. ”“Route 11 south.”Martin sat in the passenger seat as Irene piloted her Prius. “Okay,” she said, “enough suspense. Where are we headed?”“First stop is Syracuse. We’ll spend the night at the Airport Inn.” He opened his courier case. “We have an early-morning flight.”“To where?” He showed her a boarding pass. “Miami?”“It’s spring break,” Martin replied.“I don’t want to spend spring break mingling with drunken and horny undergrads,” she retorted.“And, you won’t need to. We’re renting a car for a. Nazia was also seating beside me keep on chatting and chatting. Then i start the first move and told shakeela that “appi jaan, do not waste your time and enjoy with jamil. I have given him to you for this day.” on making her face down shakeela was laughing but not making any movement.Jamil was seating in turban and banyan and watching our boths activity. I got up and asked shakeela to stand up before she thinks anything i opened her salwar’s nari and in no time her salwar dropped down from her.