Tabhi raj bhi aa gaya oh my god he was in jeans and tea shirt and he was looking like a cool dude mene use hug kiya usne mujhe dekha or kaha tu to goa...mai bizli gira degi aaj or mere ass crack ko dekhkar bola u fucking whore panties kaha hai maine kaha I dont need usne kaha chal mere hote hue tujhe koi haath nii lagayega ab ham nikal pare party ke liye me uski bike mai baithi thi usse chipak ke or mera hath uske lund se khel raha tha mere boobs baar baar uske back se takrati to meri chut pani. I'll take care of this." Before he'd said another word I'd wrested the shotgun from his grasp and clubbed him with it. In three long strides I was beside Sadie and scooped her up. She screamed."I usually give a choice. But your father has decided your fate. You're with me now." From my carriage I brought out rope and tied her hands and feet. She struggled in vain as I placed her in the carriage and we made our way back down the path. It was only a few miles before I heard shouts behind us. This. Collecting the dollar bills littering the stage beneath her feet, she stopped to blow an occasional kiss to the crowd before gathering her pieces of clothing and exiting the stage by a back stairway.“Did you like that?” asked Patty.“I see what you mean about it being educational,” Rockie said. “It’s not so much the moves as the attitude that is projected. She made it seem like she really loved herself and wanted to share that love with everyone here.”“Wow,” said Franc. “You catch on quick.. That thought didit. He began to pump slowly at his cock, gripping ittight, thinking of her tits, imagining fucking them.In no time at all it seemed, he felt the familiarhot-tension behind his balls. He leaned back until theseat-creaked and his legs straightened and stiffened.“Oh God!” he hissed through gritted teeth.“Yes Paul, come for me, come Paul.”Come he did, his first spurt hit her under the chinand she squealed in almost little-girlish delight.Each spurt was a little softer than the.