It was a restaurant with a hotel.We reached there and I asked her shall we book a room and refresh ourselves because we were so drenched and it was ra...ning heavily and it will take at least two more hours for the rain to come to a halt. She was also so horny by the time and she accepted for it. We booked a room and went in. She was drying her hair and in the meantime I took a bath and came back with a towel alone. She smiled at me and went to take bath.I was lying in the bed and she came back. I went alone. It was a festival season and Sunday. The market was crowded.I picked a basket and began to pick items. I saw a lady in a black color sari. She was an apsara from heaven standing in front of me. I will describe the lady. Age 30 – 32 years, height 5’8, a little chubby perfect figure. Her sari was below the navel. I could see her deep navel and white waist. She was perfect milf to be fucked for days and nights. By sari wearing style I came to know she is from the Marwadi community. I. Fir teeno ladko ne saree ko ped ke support se diwar ki tarah bandh diya.do sariyo me pura round cover ho gaya.ab hum dono ko kuch bhi nahi dikh raha tha kyu k saree ka kapda transparent nahi tha.”Ab kya kare?..Mujhe dekhna hai..” aradhya dhire se fufusayi.dekhna to mujhe bhi tha.maine aas pas dekha aur ek mazboot ped ke upar chad gaya.fir hath dekar aradhya ko bhi khinch liya.andhera itna tha k hame kisi ke dekhne ka dar nahi tha.fir hum dono ped ke ek mazboot aur chaude tane ke piche aa. "Hierro is Roberto Montoya," I said aloud. "How stinking weird is that?" Especially since my hair wasn't that red! More a reddish brown, I'd always thought.If there had been any doubt about the connection, It was resolved as I read further in the transcriptions. Paco Serna called YaYa Marchiria later in the day. The loyal soldier Marchiria immediately reported the call he'd received from Hierro."This is the guy," Marchiria said. "We already kill his parents. Now Hierro wants him dead too, and a.