May dono hath savita kay bol daba raha tha or uski jib ko mare muh may lake chus raha tha abb mane apna 1 hath uskay patikot may dal diya or uski nile...rang ki panty kich kay fad diye us nay kaha baba zara dhair may tumare pass hi hu mane kaha savita rani may kab say Tumari chut ko chod nay kay liye tadap raha hu abb muz say control nahi ho raha hay samzi mane uska patikot bee utar diya or 69 ki pozisan may us kee balwali chut ko chat nay laga or us nay mare lund ko aap nay mhu may lake chus. She knew that she had to follow the clues like she did every year. She went to the lounge chair and found a wooden, hand-carved dollhouse and a green egg. "What do we have here?" Paula thought as she looked inside it and saw all the furniture that couldn't be removed from the inside. Paula couldn't be happier with her life than she was at that moment. She especially loved the new emptiness between her legs. She took the next egg and read the next riddle her mom left. Good thing there's no. She could hardly get her next question out of her throat. ‘Months?’ He nodded. ‘Do they bring food at all? You’re skin and bones.’ He pointed towards a small wooden box. ‘Once per week.’ She went to the box and found vitamins, bags filled with water, a pile of carrots, containers of cooked rice and a piece of dried ham inside. ‘When did they come the last time?’ He held up one finger and pointed backwards. ‘One day ago? This is for us both for a week?’ He nodded. She sat still and kneeling by. Not quite. But you will spend a lot of time in here, so Iwant you to get used to it. Now, do you understand why I’ve written t=haton the wall?” “Y-yes,” she whimpered. “You do not understand at all, I’=ve nottold explained anything. You should not lie to m=e,Missy.” He turned the prod on the bars again, but thi=s timeleft it on a slightly lower setting. Missy wailed nonetheless, because the =prodwas not stopped – it stayed firmly wedged against the bars for severalminutes. She shook, her head.