Ohh chala open type anamata vellu ani anukuni sare ani. Tanani valla intlo drop chesi. Vellipoya.Next day valla intiki vellanu tanu clg ki vellakunda ...ntlone undi. Short and tan top veskundi. Intloki velli kurchunna. Valla mom vacharu. Avida kuda chala bagunnaru slim ga oka 38 yrs ala untaru. Chala baga matladaru tarwatha direct ga adigesaru ma ammai gurinchi telsa motham ani. Nenu ha aunty telsu ani cheppanu. Ok then u guys carry on ani cheppi lopalaki velpoyaru.Vinni emo na chey chuttukuni na. He decides who rows and how long she rows. He decides who rests, who eats, who drinks and who dies. Yes, the Overseer decides which of us is useful and will stay alive and who won’t. He also decides which of us he will use to empty his great ox’s testicles and calm his sadistic instincts for one night. We are his whores and oars, his amusement, his little toys. CRRRRRRRRAAACCCCCKKKKKKKK! “—AAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”God! It was the young girl who rows next to me... Pigs! I can hear them. Sally opened her legs and rubbed her smoothed shaved pussy, she was soaking wet she had never been this wet when Jason was around, and incredibly horny as well.Closing her eyes she could only think of Jason fucking her, his bad boy image was too much to resist pushing her hips up, Sally rubbed her clit hard with a surge of pleasure she cum and squirted, collapsing on the bed breathless, she lay there for a while, getting up and having a shower, she decided to cook dinner. She hated cooking. Most nights I would simply have a drink or two, but on Thursday evenings, fish and fries night, I would always allow myself a weekly indulgence of unhealthy fried food. Fortunately, there was always someone interesting to chat with at the pub.On a Thursday evening after I received my food, a really hunky looking guy entered the pub and sat around the corner from me at the L-shaped bar counter. After asking about the special of the night, the barman informed him about the fish and fries special..