. Waha mam nhi thi thori der mei door open hua waha mam thi wo ek panty mei thi uska figure deikh k mera lund khara hogaya wo mere pass aayi or boli a... wo meri bohat hi gand maregi usne mera khare land ko bohat hi pyaar se hath mei lia or kiss kia mei kush hogaya mei bola kuch tension nhi hai utne mei ussnne meri gotiyo par zor dar thapad mara mei aaaaahhhhhhhhhh zor se chillaya bohat dard horaha tha mam boli mei mazza nhi saza dugi tujhe or mere gotiya dabane lagi or lund par bohat mara ab. I next went with Sam to purchase the most luxurious RV I could find. We also went to my college and arranged the same grades for me as I got her. My professors wouldn’t notice me missing until next semester anyway (it was second semester so summer was next). After making sure my mother had quite a bit of money Sam and I set off on a tour across the country. I learned just how loving and caring Sam could be during the trip. We had two missions during this trip. The first was to advance. No hard feelings," he finished with a wicked grin.I was shocked and felt my knees start to give way."You're supposed to keep these fucking whores in line," he snapped at Carmel."Now get all of those fucking bitches lined up outside this cell so they can see what happens when they don't do what I pay them for. If you can't take charge of these bitches I will!" Get them all here! Pull back those fucking curtains so they can see, you fucking useless cow!" he screamed.I started to swoon with shock. He comes back and offers his hand. She takes it and he leads her into the living room. He pulls her into his arms and they start dancing. After a few songs, he dances her over to the stereo where he turns the music off. He takes her hand and leads her upstairs. In their bedroom he has the bed turned down and candles everywhere. On the nightstand are a bottle of massage oil and a blindfold. Once in the room, he picks up the blindfold and puts it on her. She starts to say something but he puts.