"Yes. I would, darling. She doesn't belong there for the next twelve years. If I wrote to the Abhlovians asking for clemency for her, do you think the... might take any notice?"(Clemmy wrote to the Embassy when she was free to do so, saying that she forgave Rashumba for all the wrongs she had done her and asking for her sentence to be reduced and her conditions to be improved. She never had a reply but Viola wrote a few months later to say that the Foreign Office had learned that Rashumba had. Ecstasy! She didn’t want it to end so was glad to feel him relax a little. Somehow he was turning her over without removing himself from her. She was on her knees with his prick still inside her. There was so much juice there that it had slid around effortlessly. He proceeded to fuck her with more intent now; his hands on her thighs, then on her breasts, holding her in place fucking harder and harder; the sweat coming off them both. She could feel her sex coming to a full climax. And. Patrick started laughing in deep enjoyment of the moment, the pleasure in his eyes unmistakeable. “Wow! Wow! And you’re so wet,” he whispered. “I’m wet for you,” Kerry answered, laughing too from the combination of triumph and nerves. She loved being on the edge with him like this, both of them pushing the boundaries a bit, but without crossing the line into actual obvious indecency. She moved forward, balancing on the edge of her chair so that he had easier access. He slipped his finger. Os time didi kay mu os red say pani say bhara hoa tha to wo admai agay ko hoa to didi kay piyaray say face or didi kay nazuk say red color kay soft lips pay apni lumbe or chore zubaan phairta raha or didi es baar uth kay doggy style main a gaye or apna face ose admai Kay samnay kar rakha tha .or jab os admai ki zubaan didi kay lips pay phirte to didi be apni red piyare se zubaan bhair nikal layte . or os kay mottay baray lips pay phairte or mujay gehn se ati . qu kay aik to wo black color ka.