“What’s that?” one of the girls asked.“This, little one, is my marking gun… you see, we need to track your location, and we can do that with...this little chip.” He grabbed her ankle, throwing her backwards, lifting her leg into the air. The girl let out a scream, and then he placed the gun to the flesh by her ankle, “you should have called me Sir.” The marking was a quick process. The biker did not worry about patient care, and was forceful with those that did not immediately offer their ankle.. . Me smjh gya ki kuch to uski trf se b h…Party k bad me apne ghr wapas aagya aur 5 6 din usse bilkul bt nhi ki jb me wapas gya to uska mail dekha ki kya bt h bina btaye gayab ho achchi bt h koi frk nhi pdta apko… mene b phir turant call ki aur usse bt ki but wo naraj thi usko mnane k liye k liye mene kh diya ki sham ko chlege dinner pr wo man gyi .. Phir kya rat ko me dinner pr gya aur dher sari bat sunne ko mile dinner k bad mene use chidane k liye kh diya ki gf se milne gya tha bus phir kya. You were so wet from the attention. Aromatic and delicious. The lashes resumed, and once again your delight and desire became a performance.Thirty. The biting sting of the square strings shoots through your body like a web of knives. Each of dozens of tails acted in unison. Parallel strips slapped against your bare skin. Thirty-six. The tails danced gently on your skin for a moment. At first, they moved gently, tickling you. Lowered a little, they began to caress your firm ass. You sighed in a. A father's love for his daughter has no match. But I just couldn't allow things to come to that. I needed to find a way to make this relationship work. That's how I decided to take a little trip up to our family farm. You see I own a small farm outside of the city. Its nothing special, with just several chickens, horses, and cows. When I inherited it, I never had the heart to sell.I spoke of the trip as a weekend getaway, but Grace and I knew the real reason why we were going, to get the two.