Shaking his head, the bartender knew that Victor didn’t believe him. He headed to the other end of the bar to wait for another customer to enter the...bar. It was a slow night. As far as he was concerned, that was a good thing. He leaned against the counter and watched the news on the television.Victor sat in his chair contemplating his drink. For the moment he was the only customer in the bar; a rather surprising situation considering that it was happy hour. He sighed and thought about how life. .Aaahhhh kitna mja aa raha tha 10 min bad meny uski t-shirt utaar d or apni b or wo sharmany lagi me ab khul chuka tha meny usko pkda or usky nipple chusny laga or wo mera sir dba rahi thi or siskaariyan le rahi thi aaawww ahhahha rehan dheery me mjy me ek hath uski legi me dal diya usny panty ni pehni thi shayad sali ko pata tha ki aaj chudnywali hu. Meny chut ko dekha to geeli ho rahi thi me ungli se sehlany laga or wo or josh me aa gayi rehan plz chod do aaaahhhhhhhh hhhhaaaaahhhhhh. On closer inspection I noticed that the perimeter of the paddle was also causing blood vessels to burst. By morning she would be carrying some nasty bruises and worse at the rate I was going. Piggy's cunt was beginning to ooze based on the finger test. I wiped my fingers off on the burning skin of her butt and planned the next round. Perhaps moving to the other side might even out the damage to her swollen ass cheeks. Six more cracks echoed through the room, along with more grunts and. She had black hair, cut short and crisp. She wore black horn-rimmed glasses, a young woman trying to be taken seriously. Her accent was classic New York.“How may I help you, Mr. Turner?”“I want you to make you and me rich,” Jake said, “I have some ideas, but I need an expert to make them effective.”She laughed again. She had a nice laugh, genuine and unforced. She quizzed him about his aims and long-term plans. When Jake laid out his financial goals, it was hard for her to suppress a smile and.