Vandana ko bhi jbrdsti kapde utarne pade or fir drshana boli ki ab jo me bolungi voh hi karna hoga.. Vandana ko man na pada fir usne bhi kapde utare o... fir mere pass ake mujhe kiss karne lagi or vandana ko pass bulake uske tits dabane lagi.. Mujhe to kuch samaj nh ara tha.. Ye maja h ya saja.Fir usne vandana se mera lund chusvaya mera to sperm nikal gaya darshna kehne lagi itne jldi kyse nikal gaya mene kaha ki chachi mene capsule nh khayi h!! Or fir woh hasne lagi.Fir vo vandana ke pass gayi. He remained kneeling and asked, “What is thy bidding, my Lord?”“Ulf has brought shame to your clan and endangered the lives of every man and women in this raid,” I declared, “As such, I am confiscating your Clan’s share from this raid in order to make preparations for the defense of my new territory. Your Clan will also pay an additional honor-debt for all the warriors who may die as a result of his shame. Do you find these terms acceptable?” The terms were harsh, but Ulf’s failure might. He said, “Who wants to be first at twenty-five yards?”I looked at Fran, and she stepped forward. Fran cycled the slide a couple of times, held the receiver open, and looked in the barrel. She said, “How about I clean this thing first. I shoot better with a clean weapon.”The man smiled, and said, “That’s one point for you. You might as well clean yours too, Chuck, as it’s filthy as well.”I pulled the gun apart and saw that the barrel was pretty nicked up around the nose. It might even be bad. It happened after meeting an awesome and good looking manly uncle in the business class lounge of Chennai airport, who was around 50 years old with a thick moustache. He was 5.5 height, 90+ kg weight hairy chest guy with brown skin looked like perfect South Indian manly stud. From the very first glance, I was so attracted towards him and I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I went and sat on the sofa next to him and I picked up beer and just looking at my phone, he was alone and busy talking to.