.. my husband will get none of it. I will not go ... mmm ... back to India ... to live..." Jhoni defiantly told me, and then she compressed her mouth ...nto a grim line with her lips tightly together. I could see she was considering something else as she experienced the slow burn ignited by her husband's unilateral three-year plan for her."I would, you see," Jhoni informed me, as I saw the signs of concession in her eyes, the muscles of her face and her shoulder, "visit my family, ahh in India.. . fuck me, I can not do it! ... she shouts Julia to Karol, who has fucked her really brutally now. And Daria was looking at her and passionately masturbating, watching Karol kill the vagina with her friend. At that moment Patryk came up to Daria. He picked up Dalia's large breasts and began to play with tenderness, massaging them, pinching them, causing Daria to murmur with satisfaction. The smile of the girl and the murmurs of contentment told everything. Meanwhile, Karol stopped madly fucking. No homicide here," he added, leading me down a hallway. We entered the crime scene. It was a huge office for a personal home. There were large cherry bookcases around the walls, and custom mill-work windows. In the center of the room, there was a large, hand-carved desk and executive leather chair that contained the victim. He was slumped forward with a revolver in his right hand, revealing an obvious entrance wound in his forehead. From the power burns, he was shot at close range. "Nice of. He probably only sucked me for two or three minutes before I was fully erect and she told him to stop. She told him to move out the way, lay with her legs spread and told me to get in a sixty nine with her. I got on top dropping my head between her thighs, tasting my own spunk as it dribbled out of her cunt. Mark said something I didn't catch , but I heard her reply when she turned her head and stopped sucking my cock, “There's a tube in the drawer. Use plenty, his arse is tight” I wriggled but.