Mai jor se chillaya shayad meri gaand phat gayee. Lekin samir phirse bekabu ho gaya tha. Usnephirse jor ka dhakaa mara ooooooooooooooohh ab tojarur me...i gaand phat gayee. Sale nikal do meri gaand phat gayee. Teri maai ki saala nikal mai jor jorse samir ko gaali dene laga. Gaand me pura dard ho raha tha. Lekin samir pagal ho gaya tha. Usne phir se jorka dhakka mara uske baad our ek ab pura lunnd meri gaand me chala gaya. Muze to rona aa raha tha. Pagal salene meri gaand phad di thi ab jor jor se. ‘I know how curly Emma’s hair gets when she goes swimming and yours is almost as bad and I know you didn’t take a towel or swimming things and unless Emma has a costume under her clothes she didn’t either as she didn’t have a bag with her. I may be old but I’m not stupid. Before either of us could protest that we didn’t think she was, mum continued. ‘I don’t mind, it would have been nice to have been told but there again I don’t expect you planned it.’ I tried to compose a response but Emma had. "Maid service," the female voice came from the other side of the door.Jennifer tried to yell out but the gagged muffled her screams as she thrashed, trying to get out of her bindings."Maid service," the voice called out again as the maid opened the door.Katrina had seen many strange things while working at The Hyatt, but what she saw lying on the bed initially left her unable to do anything but stare. There, thrashing about was a beautiful blonde lady, dressed in a skimpy maid's outfit and. Once Penelope was out of the room, Donna turned to Samantha and said,"Did she really make them kiss each other? Ugh, that's gross."Samantha smiled and said, "Yes. It was kind of sweet. An object lesson,you know, sisterhood and all that. But they were definitely getting offon it."Chris turned to Samantha to protest but she looked back at him andslightly cocked her head as if to dare him to say something. Heremained silent. Kelly put her hand to her mouth and started giggling.Samantha continued,.