C u at 6 12:37pm *** Casey made it through her afternoon update with her supervisor. She must have seemed fidgety, crossing and uncrossing her legs,...occasionally losing her train of thought. In the final hour of the workday she found herself checking her phone at her desk every few minutes, fighting the urge to text him. Sitting intensified the effect; her own weight pushed the toy inside to its limit. Despite the multiple layers—skirt and undergarments—she felt a constant sense of exposure,. Maine keha keya betayege ke to sonu ke luli se khelti hai,wo ek dam heran ho gai or dar gai, maine keha chal maihe betadeta hu, wo dar gai or rone lagi, maine keha chal nahi betauga bas jo sonu k sath kar rahi thi wo mare sath kar bas mai tujhe jane duga ,Wo boli bhai aapko sharem nahi aati apne choti behan se ye baat kahte huwe,aap mare bhiya hai,,, to mai bola to sonu keya tera saeya hai or oska gela or baal pkde or uske muh ko apne 6in k lode par juka deya or aadha loda uske muh mai de deya. Sperm and blood dripped from her mouth aswell as from her ass. She didn't move and had gone quite pale. Nearly an hour passed until Lisa slowly started to recover a bit. Feeling returned into the lower part of her body.As the horse had penetrated with his full length, half of her body had gone numb. As she noticed now, this had been a good thing. The pain her insides were in, especially her bowels, was nearly unbearable. She cried out louder and louder as more and more feeling and pain. Pat would also sometimes let certain of his male friends read the notebook when there were no females around. Of course, none of us guys told the girls anything about Pat’s record keeping hobby… not if we wanted to keep up to date on “the book”, as we simply called it in code amongst ourselves. That was also my own personal and secret fourth reason that Patrick was my first choice… because I was very interested in seeing how my girlfriend would stack up compared to all the other girls my cousin.