And then both of us were in each other arms we kissed each other .she told me “oh my poor baby so does tht felt”..she cleaned me up….and we had ... snack by the time…..now she told me that u r nude and i m not…let me change for u…she went to her bathroom to change i thought she will wear some nighty like the ladies of her age… But i was dumbstruck after fifteen minutes she came in a most sexy out fit which was a nice lacy bra and panty which was red in color…mm came out of my mouth.. I jumped out. Web Hardman obviously was a wealthy man.Inside the house, she was treated as if she were a visiting personality. She was shown into an underground bar and "rumpus room" that was the like of none she had ever seen before. At one end of the big room was a raised platform with a jet-black curtain as a back drop. At the moment she entered, Nichole was on the platform or stage with her back to them, directing the placing of large mirrors. She turned, a drink in her hand, when she heard them, and sad. Pitajee ka full tana hua chikna Lund meri Choot ke ooper phisal raha tha. Lund butter me chikna ho ne ki waja se meri Choot pr phisalte phisalte ek dum se meri Choot ke andar andar ghus gaya. Me pitajeet ke shreer ke sath buri tarah se chimti hui thi. Me ne apni dono legs se pitajee ke waist ko jakad lia tha, aur neechay se ooper ki aur dkhakkay laga laga kr pitajee ke Lauray se apni Choot chudwa rahi thi. Pitajee ne kas kas kr meri Choot me apna Laura andar bahar kr na shru kia. Thodi der. But in the glare of day, everything was less sure. How could someone be in the shadow of a flame? If Scar loved me so much, so that it consumed his life, how could I not feel it in him? Maybe I had interpreted the dream wrong. Or maybe it had no meaning, it was just self delusion? I had already thought this through lying in my bedroll recovering the first day. Oh, there was no doubt in my mind that it should be Scar, that if I did love anyone it would be Scar.But love was such a strange concept.