”He smiled, “Open it, Angelina.”She opened the box. There was a letter inside. “What is this?”“Read it,” he coaxed.As she read the lette..., tears streamed down her face. “I’m free? I’m not a POST anymore?” She asked incredulously.“You’re free,” he confirmed. “It wasn’t easy. That’s part of what took so long. But I was able to secure your freedom. You can go wherever you like.”“But I enjoy being your POST,” she protested.“I can’t keep you as my POST, Angel. It’s not right. Listening to you. Wow kya lag rahi thi jaise sunny loene ho . Seema ne mujhe namskar kiya . Aur baate karne . Sorry main seema ke figure bare main batana bhul hi gya tha . Kya fig tha 34 30 36 kya hot lag rahi thi .Rohit ne mujhe seema se baat karne ko kaha aur app cold drink lane ko chale gye . Maine seema se bola app ton bhut hot hai .Seema ne thanks bola .Aur kaha app v bhut handsome ho . Maine pucha kab se je chal raha hai osne bola ki marriage hone ke byad se hi . Maine ose pucha ki apko mera land kaisa. "Surely there must be some other way?" I said desperately.She shook her head again. "No. Trying any other spell on you would havethe same effect. If it was used from an object, the object would bedestroyed, if a person tried it, they'd die. I'm sorry."Despite my determination not to cry, I burst into tears. I was stuck. Iwould never again have a hard cock between my legs. Not my own. Lastnight, when my wife sliced off my cock, had been the last moment of mymanhood.She drew me close and I. Sirleans down and gently but without hesitation unclips the neck of herdress, slides the zip down and I see the top of her dress drop to herwaist, her perfect ivory skin decorated by the exquisite peach lace ofher lingerie. At the same time I see Mike is coming over to me, undoinghis belt on the way."Right let's see if the little whore is still tight. Have you got thesling we talked about?" Of course" the architect smiles".He brings over what looks like tackle for a horse. He slips the.