Sakshi asked me to join her on Sunday for her birthday .I called up Sakshi and entered the house, and Swati greeted me with a nice hug and a kiss. She...was looking glowing, as she had been to the parlor for waxing and bleaching. A nice light blue chiffon saree, where I could see the curves in her nice fitting blouse and her round navel. The door closed, and I put my hand on her bum, and we walk to the sofa.I asked if Sakshi has reached, she said no, and we entered the bedroom, and Sakshi was. He yanked on Tanisha’s hair. She screamed. Simultaneously, he thrust his hard cock into her pussy. She screamed again. He didn’t care. He started ramming her mercilessly. She kept moaning out of both pain and pleasure. The whole bed rocked back and forth.He pulled her up and rammed into her harder. Her breasts jiggled up and down. With his one hand, he held her by the neck and with the other, he spanked her round ass.“Agh..”He spanked her again, harder and asked, “Did you like it, baby?”SPANK!. As the plane ascended, Marcie looked down at the patchwork quilt of the central Iowa farmland. Green crops, interspersed with yellow patches of oat crops and pastureland, spread as far as her eye could see.The engine noise made conversation difficult, but she found its drone soothing. Marcie was soon fast asleep. She was surprised when Brent touched her arm; she had slept the whole flight. He pointed at the skyscrapers in the horizon that majestically rose from the fertile flatland."I'm going. "We're going up in the mountains to save some rich gringo's puta hija." Hooke sounded as if he was planning a day at the beach."What's our end?" The cream off of 20 million gringo do-lar-ayes." And the girl?" She's playing Florence Nightingale in the mountains above some shit hole called San Isidro. You have any idea where that might be?"Ramirez stopped tapping on the steering wheel and looked at Paulus. "Yeah, boss. Rough country. I used to fly the narco planes in and out of the valleys. Now.