Then she had done the same thing to his ankles. Finally she produced a thin cord of what looked like packaging string from the pocket of her vest and ...angled it in front of his face. “What’s that for?” “That’s the best part, stud,” she cooed. “It’s gonna help you stay all hard for a very long time.” Johnny sighed as he watched her move down his body. He laid back, wanting to feel, but not really see what was happening. Doris took the cord and wrapped it around he left ball, and then around. And the longer this all continued, and undoubtedly worsened, the harder it will be to not give them a go.My parents would be proud? I think not. Although they've never really approved of me.You wouldn't be able to tell I, Hermione, was the daughter of Daniel and Emma Granger. Not only because neither of my parents had curly hair, or the same pale skin tone as me. But mainly they despise me for some reason, and they don't even have the decency to admit it.I know they resent my magic, but this. Maa bed a sorir elie dilen.Purohit maa er upor uthlo.Vablam hoyto se ebar maa k chudbe.kintu na se maa ke chumu dite dite niche pa er kace neme elo.Maa er forsa thai chatte laglo.Maa er mukh diye ah..ah.hh.a..h.h…ah..sound ber hocce.Maa chaicilen tari ses korte tai tini tar tui pa fak korlen.Purohit ebar maa er gud dekte pelo.Ami dekhlam amar jonmo surongo.Maa er gud lal ronger ektu fola 4 inch er moto hobe. Maa er guder pase halka bal cilo.Purohit tar 1ta angul maa er gude dukie dilo.Maa r. . Wo raji ho gayi. . . . Ussne mere lund ka topa muh mein le liya. Maine usse pura muhh main lens ko kaha. . . . . Maine uske nak ko dabaya uske aaa karte hi maine pura lund ander ghusa diya. . . . Usse saans lene mein kaffi dikhat ho rahi thi. . . . . Uske aankho mainse aansu as rahe the. . . . . Maine lund nikala. . . . Uska pura thook mere lund pe laga hua tha. . . . . Aur wo khasne lagi. . . . . . Wo mujhse kehne lagi mere pati to barf se bhi zyada thande hain. Ab tum aaram se jee bhar ke.