. uncle to kafi lucky hai jo aap unko daily tasty khana khilati hoMasi: tu bhi shaadi karle….. to tu bhi lucky ho jayegaMe: aapse karluMasi: hahahah...hMe: agar aap ha kaho to I’m ready (fir ek ghante tak koi msg nhi aaya)Me: kya hua masi kuch galat kaha to sorryMasi: no dear bus soch rahi thi ki agar Maine ha kaha to tu khana nhi khaye ga bus me dekhta hi rahega….. jaise us din dekh raha thaMe: ohhhh to aapne dekh liya tha kya mujeMasi: ha dear…. tujse kafi experience huMe: experience to me bhi. These mercies usually expressed themselves in being bound to the spiked kneeling bench to be followed by a vicious caning or whipping that lasted as long the woman—who was often high and or drunk—could weald her chosen instrument of punishment. Timothy’s screams of pain were largely ignored. They simply blended in and added to the general din of women’s laughing, chatting, and the techno music blasting a throbbing base beat to which the guests stomped or kicked Timothy and the other male. ____________________________________________________You would have thought that after having at least 130 different guys fuck her a few hundred times & her being forced to climax repeatedly for hours on a sibian that Angel would want a rest for a day or so but this was not the case. Once we were back to Joes Thursday night Angel asked Joe if he might be able to arrange another session at the book store for Friday afternoon. Since it was only about 10:00pm & Joe was a friend of the store owner. She went home to prepare for the wedding. When May finally rolled around I was very happy to see finals week come. I passed all of my finals, one barely. As soon as I had my diploma I got on the private plane that the Michelea’s father had sent for me. He had also sent five guys over to our apartment. They packed up all of our belongings and packed them into a moving van, which two of them would be driving the 4500 miles to Lorwansa’s capital. When I boarded the plane I was greeted very.