Who chatpata rahi thi lekin main use chodte hi gaya. Ab main jor jor se chodna suru kiya aur sayad ab usa dard bhi chala gaya aur use bhi maja aa raha...tha, uski ahhh ahhh ki chiken ab mmm mmm me badal gayi thi. Fir maine uske upar lete lete hi uski dono pairo ko apne hatho me liya aura lag feila diya, aura b maira lund asliyat me uski chut ke under tak jaa raha tha.Who ahh ahh mmmm mmmm karti rahi, thodi de raise chodne ke bad maine socha itna jo chupa rahi hai ab dekhte hai maine sidhe uske. Why do I feel this way? Why am I reacting like this? Is it the tone of your voice or the look in your eyes? Could it be the way you’re commanding me to drop my robe? I don’t take orders very well and I’m not use to being told what to do. “I told you to take off your robe and get in the tub.” I don’t know why but the firmness of your voice causes me to recoil. I’m intrigued by the fact that you’re commanding me to do this; no one has ever spoken to me like this. Taking the thick terry cloth. The long-awaited Angela was due in on the next stage.The familiar Butterfield coaches were all replaced now by the Wells Fargo blood red coaches.They made easy targets for the reservation jumping Indians that were looking for free rotgut and a chance to lift the petticoats of some shrieking white woman and prove that they were born to run wild and raise hell until the day they died.It was true there were some outrages against the slow-moving settler females, but it sort of paled into obscurity. He was smart enough to start at a good price. When we finished, the merchant reached under the counter and pulled out a metal lock box. I left after he paid me, heading back into the market place.It took awhile but I finally finished as the shops were closing. That evening I sat in my room and began the task of making a riding pad for the male Drama and pack saddles for the females. I filled the pack saddles and set them beside the door. My next task was to study a map I had managed to find. It.