K upar se masalne laga, she was just moaning like aaaah aaaaah amit, or karo yar, or me pet pe kiss kiye ja rha tha and then bra kholne laga usse pehl... usne mjhe khich liya or palatke mere upar aa gyi and started to remove my clothes, she removed my white shirt and blue jeans too, and wo mere underwear ko dekhke bss smile kar rhi thi or boli ki isko b khol dena chaiye na bechare andar ni aa rha h, and then she removed my underwear, and mera land apne hath me le liya right hand me, and suck. As she danced, her hands gliding up and down her lithe form, Renee' could picture her own hands doing the same.She hadn't even realized until her husband mentioned it, that her own hand had unconsciously slipped between her legs."Exciting isn't she?" he'd said, grinning, then looking down as Renee' openly felt her wetness, surprised at her own boldness even though the likelihood of anyone having seen her do that was remote."God yes... she is!" So? Do you?" He left the actual question. I knew nothing about paintings or even art, but I knew the winter one stirred a longing in me for a freedom I never knew I wanted. But her, with a soft hand, caressed the torn canvas with light fingers.“You miss something?”“I was born over two hundred years ago in a small village in the mountains of what is now Germany. My tribe of Kitsune were immigrants that had bred themselves into the local populace. The fall was something to behold, but once winter set in, everything became so beautiful. ..er..I meanChrissie I just love your tat. Now come over and sit down on yourvanity chair. I have my own early Christmas present to give you.After seeing that tat, my gift will seem dim. I hope you like itthough," Kim enthused.Sitting with his back to the mirror, Kim reached into the satchel shehad brought in with her and removed her piercing gun. Before Chriscould protest, Kim inserted the lower part of the gun into her mouth,moved it just above the corner of her upper right lip and fires.