. She unbuttoned my shirt and started going down kissing my chest fir abs and biting me all over.. Fir wo meri belt tak phonchi and opened it.. Aur me...i pant aur boxer utarne lagi.. Jaise he boxer niche hua.. Mera lund fan fannata hua uski aankho k samne aa gya.. Pant ko bhul k lund pakad k hilane lagi.. Skin niche khichi aur mera loda uske mu mai khota chala gya..Kya chusti thi wo.. Mazza aa gya fir maine usko upar kheecha aur uski jegging utatwa di.. Usne niche red laced boy shorts pheni thi. . It was deeper than Sonya's voice, and it had a different tone... It sounded like a... A man's voice, thought Jessie as she spun around and... Sonya was gone. A naked man sat on her side of the bed. Jessie almost screamed... and then the man said, in that deep voice that was and wasn't Sonya's "It's okay, sweetie -- it's still me inside..." Sonnie?" Jessie managed to say." Yup -- and it looks as if 'Sonnie''s a better name for me than ever..." This is weird, all right," Jessie said, calming. Kurtis – Foothills of the Ostol MountainsThe drum of the hoof beats echoed through the canyon that I rode through, my mother at my side. My heart raced as the centaurs trying to “capture” us ran at our heels. The two male centaurs charged fast while the female centaurs, looking like human females, rode on their backs and drew their bows.Two more arrows hissed past us. The one nearly clipped me and then struck the canyon wall ahead of me, the haft snapping. I cursed and yanked on the reins,. " Well, if we have a dry summer the grain ripens sooner and we might start at the end of July. If we have a wet one we wait until it dries out and then do it but if it starts raining again we do it willy-nilly in early September. The grain is the most important product but we need the straw for feed and if that's too wet it rots when it's baled and that can mean it catching on fire." Crikey! That could be dangerous." And expensive because you can bet the insurance premium will jump up the next.