Manisha annayya ela vaddu mamulugaa dengu andi. ventane manisha pukulo nunche vadi moddanu chinnaga bayataku teesadu. manisha lechi na pakkalo padukon... eppudu dengu andi.manisha kaallu duram jaripee vadi moddanu pukulo pettadu Aahhh.ani chennagaa mulginde vadu naa moddanu loniki byteki vupadam start chesadumanisha Aahh.Abbaaa…uummm…ani mulugutunde annayya full speed penchi manishanu dengutunte manisha kudaa annayyanu eduru dengutundi manisha sannulu balangaa vottutu puku dengutunte tapak. tapak. I remember at that stage feeling a strange sort of love for him, not in love but more of a friend love and the way he was enjoying fucking me gave me a feeling of pleasure that I can’t really describe hey. So on and on he rammed his cock into me and he was totally enjoying it big time and he was sort of swearing saying things like, “FUCKING hell your hot cunt is tight Sammy, fuck your tight, so fucking tight” and “Your so fucking smooth and wet inside your hot tight cunt I want to split it for. I don't know what to do," she cried."Calm down, Jeanette. This isn't going to solve anything. Let's try and figure out what happened and then maybe we can decide what to do," her sister said in an authoritative voice.Joanne was three years younger than Jeanette, but somehow had assumed the leadership role for the two sisters. She was the decisive and positive one. She was the one to remain calm in the heat of battle. She was also the one who got her into this mess in the first place."God, if. ‘I don’t know any Jon; I think you’ve made a mistake’. ‘No, no mistake’ he said, ‘this is the map’, and he turned and walked back into the house, ‘come on! He called ‘Rosie’s got the kettle on’. And he disappeared!‘Hey’ I yelled,’ I need that!’ Meaning the map, and foolishly I followed after him. I found him in a large farmhouse kitchen, holding the map and talking quietly to a nice looking woman. She looked like a typical farmer’s wife, about my age dark hair wearing a black cardigan over a.