Main chillane lagi, “Main mar gayi. Shit kaha fass gayi main.” Uss jhatke se main recover ho hi rahi thi ki ek jann ne aage se aake mere chut mein...lund ghusa diya.Main bohot jor jor se chilla rahi thi. Abhi mera mu ulta kiya aur mere piche se aakar ek jan ne mere muh mein lund ghusa diya. Muh mein ghusane vaala ek buddha bhikari tha. Uske lund pe jhuriya thi aur bohot ganda dikh raha tha.Meri chut aur gand ki zabardast chudayi ho rahi thi.Aur mere gale mein bhi bada lund ghusa hua tha.. Ihre Arme wurden ?ber den Tisch gespannt und K musste die H?nde flach ausstrecken. Noch ehe sie begriff warum, schlug ich mit einem Holzhammer auf die Fingerkn?chel der rechten Hand. Sie brach ihr damit drei von 4 Fingern. Mit einem gezielten Schlag wurde auch dieser gebrochen. Da K vor Schmerzen und Angst nicht sofort ihre linke Hand flach auf den Tisch legte lie? erneut die Flamme ?ber den K?rper von K wandern, diesmal zielte sie auf das bereits blutende After. K schrie auf und streckte die. Normally I am not as affected by a pretty face or figure – indeed I am usually totally in control of my actions and am soon putting on the charm ready to entice any single (and often married) women into my bed. There is something different about his one and I don’t even enter her room, instead simply telling her when dinner will be ready and motioning to the air conditioning unit, assuring her it has only just been overhauled and works perfectly. As the door closes I sway as if she has cast a. We hit it off immediately. After the 7 hour kissathon first date, a passionate second date followed and then the long separation until now. He has gotten under my skin, it is hard to think of anything else. Once his luggage has been stored in the boot of my grey sedan, I turn to face him and instinctively we both lean against the car. He presses his body against mine and his hands outline my face causing my breathing to quicken. I wrap my arms around him, allowing no space.