. yessss…aahhh moaning kar rahi thi…woooooo…muje to laga me to live show dekh raha hun……. Sexyyy!!! rohan bhi full force me tha, rohan ne me...i aur dekh kar kaha, ‘sale zant ke bal khada khada kya kar raha , laga isake pichvade me!’ Aur mene Neha ki gand me loda thus diya. Ohhhh…. Ahhhh….fuckkkkk….vese bhi neha ko pichawade me chudawana sabase jayada pasand hai. ab vo snadwch ki ratah chud rahi thi…!Uss position ke bad neha sidhi let gayi aur me uski chut me dhakke lagane laga.. ahhh ……. Something caught his eye. They were not alone. There was a man lying on the cot in the corner of the room. Warily, as if he already knew who lay there, Joseph approached. He knelt down by the cot and looked into his own face. And yet it was not his face. The lines of care had been smoothed away and he seemed to smile. Joseph thought that he was asleep. He heard the girl approach him and stand over him. ‘Am I dead?’ he asked, not daring to look up. ‘You’ve been dead for many years,’ he heard her. The fifteen minute encore stretched to thirty minutes, the band was surprised when the lead singer for a band long since inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame came up to thank each of them personally off stage. ‘Hey, guys, we’ve got back stage passes for you. Hang out and we can get together after our set. We love your energy—and I love your original stuff.’ ‘We’d be honored.’ Morris said softly. ‘Unfortunately, we have a gig from eleven to two, it’s a regular thing and the guy who owns. She was clever too - she knew how she couldwork the system with her stunning looks and Simon's inherited wealth wasclearly a prize worth winning even at the cost signing the pre-nuptialagreement his lawyers had insisted upon prior to the wedding. It had givenJane, and her divorced mother, Amanda, some pause for thought - after allher gold digging mother had managed to get a very large settlements fromboth of her previous husbands (neither of whom were Jane's father). But inthe end, knowing.