Emana tatar lund ne zola-n khhaato joi mane hasavu-n aavi gayu-n. Lund ni maafak maara stan pan zola khata hata. Jigar e mane jani joi ne jara chhatak...va didhi pan ante pakadi padi. E pura mavali na rol ma-n aavi gaya.Maaro haath maradi ne pith paachhal pakadi mara gaal par bachku-n bhari e bolya, “Saali randi, bhaag jaati thi. Vaise to tuze lund lene ka bot shokh hai. Aaj me-n dikha dunga ki asali lund kaisa hota hai.”“Chhod mane, saala mavaali. Ma bahen nath taare ?” kahi me-n pan rol. He must have changed the bags while she overslept.Indeed, Aisha realized, it was the smell of fresh coffee that woke her up, otherwise she would still be asleep. She approached Manu, with her eyes downcast, humbly apologized for her tardiness and begged to be punished for it."It is not for oversleeping that I shall punish you," Manu's angry words did not match his calm demeanor. "You disobeyed me last night."She fell to her knees tears exploding from her face and kissed his feet, "Yes, master;. I realized thathe could probably still read my thoughts so I quickly scampered out thedoor.***At home the first thing I did was open the box that the Wizard had soldme. Inside was a little black cocktail dress. I unfolded it and held itup to get a better look at it. One of the first things I noticed was thatthere were breast forms built into the dress. I guess that made sensesince I didn't have anything of my own to fill those cups.No time like the present I guess to try it out. With great. I chatted about work and it’s fair to say that we seemed to be getting along alright, mostly just small talk. As the train thundered along our chat continued, at one point I one of the girls from the hen party at the back of the train walked up the aisle towards the toilet. I was momentarily distracted from our conversation as I watched her perfect arse wriggle past. She was wearing this amazing little red dress that barley covered her tight arse. On her way back I got a look at her from the.