I got up and opened the door. The FedEx driver handed me a large package and an overnight envelope. I signed for both and returned to the table. The p...ckage was from Joe's law firm. From its weight, I figured it must contain a stack of legal documents. The overnight envelope was addressed to me and was sent from Hawaii. That one I opened. Inside was another sealed envelope, just like the others. I got up, carried the package to the library, placing it on Joe's desk, turned and headed to the. And Will, my beautiful Will, asking me to be his bride and be with him forever and a day.It was insane and wonderful and far more potent than any drink I might find in a glass. It lifted me inside to imagine I wasn't bound to promises long made. How could Rodney, handsome and black and gentle as he was, how could he compare to any of those men who surrounded me? He was my father's choice, not mine, and I'd accepted him as a good daughter will, in the hope that my parents knew best. That by. My relative gave me food and a lot of pickles. She also gave me a bottle of pickles to take to Bangalore. I was happy and scared as well as she might ask me what I was doing on the roof.She chatted with me for some time, and asked me if she could come to Bangalore when we go back? I said, “Yes, but when you come you should bring a lot of pickles.” She kissed me on my cheeks for my innocence and then asked me why I was on the roof. I was fully red and shivering inside.Latha held my hand and took. Trudy’s eyes popped out of their sockets and her voice died in her mouth. Her mouth was wide open to scream but there was no sound coming out of it. I hoped that she was fine as Paul continued his torture on her. They started pumping her stretched cunt.As Jack pulled out, Paul would push in and as he pulled out, Jack would push in. Their dicks were moving like a piston, in and out of her hole as Trudy’s moans were getting louder and louder. Jack stuffed his hand into her mouth to control he.