Meri ungliyan teji se choot ke ander bahar fisalne lagi theee.. bahut maja aa raha thaaa mujhe aise kar ke … mein mehsoos kar sakti thee ki kisi lad...i ko pehli baar apni choot main ungli karte huye jab jhadti hai toh kis tarah ka maja aata hai..aaahh. main byan nahi kar sakti ki kis tarah kka majja aata hai.. shayad koi ladka ya aadmi yeh mahsoos nahi kar sakta.. sirf ek ladki hi is majje ko mehsoos kar sakti hai…Udhar papa ne mummy ki choot mein dhakke maar-maar kar ke mummy ke tangon ko thaka. We've found one of them. Well, more accurately, we found out about his death. The swordsmith who made the reverse blade, Arai Shakkuu, left this world eight years ago.Misao: A swordsmith? Oh, I see. To replace the broken reverse blade,... But if he's already dead, there's never going to be another--(Meanwhile)*In the end, they spent the night at an inn.Kaoru: Here. Tae's home, the Shirobeko. Must be the sister store of the Akabeko in Tokyo. (opening the door) Excuse me--Sae: Welcome!Kaoru:. All around her, the twelve women started dancing and chanting, their voices starting out as a quiet whisper, growing louder and louder. Loudest of all, the voice of the High Priestess, calling forth Pan to honour them with his presence, come to accept their offering. All of a sudden, a shadow appeared at the edge of the clearing between the trees. It slowly stepped forward, walking towards them. The shadow turned into a tall man, a regal expression on his face. He was an epiphany of male. "There are a lot of people who we miss." The farm was Dad's joy. He had done well as a stock trader but, when he and Mom decided to adopt, they liquidated and moved back to Bristol buying the farm. We came into their lives two months after they bought the farm. Dad was a good farmer and tried new things if he thought improvement would result. He always wanted the farm to be better."He and Mom treated us the same way. They loved us and applauded our achievements but still looked to us doing.