She hid it away, not knowing why. Eventually it hit her; He was threatened by her past, thatwhich made her what she was and what she offered Him. Why... She served Him welland had given Him her heart. The thought troubled her. ?A crack in her trust rippled through. A few weeks later, she felt the need to move on. He?d criedand begged. Those familiar words she?d heard so often before, from so manymouths. I need you. I can?t live without you. Blah. The van abruptly halted, smacking her against. He pushes the dildo a little between the fat tits; she holds her breath trying to take her tits away from that invasive dildo.He blocks her "Look at it! I'm going to stab your cleavage by that dildo; it's going to go deep between your fat tits, squashing them against the belt and it's going to fuck your udders making them all sore before cumming all over them; you'll feel its cum filling your cleavage and then overflowing covering your bust."He pushes the dildo a little more while it's head. Slightly deeper. Full of lust.Denise apparently heard echoes of the same thing, because she immediately contributed: "You don't SOUND disgusted."Lissa laughed openly, then. Not a giggle or a chuckle but a full-bodied laugh of a young woman. "Definitely NOT," she finally said. "If I did what's in the dirty stories, I should be licking it up," she added, much more softly. Almost as if only speaking to herself."Only if you want to," Denise said. Lissa looked up at her mom, realizing she'd heard. Shirt aur Nikar pahen li aur kamre mein TV daikhne laga tabhi darwaze pe dastak hui to maine jaise hi darwaza khola to daikha usi din wali wo aurat darwaze ke bahar khadi thi aaj uske chehre pe ek smile thi aur wo muskurati hui boli sahab main aapke liye khana layi hon maine khud banya hai aub aap shahar walo ko pata nahi pasand aaye ga ya nahi maine usey undar aane ko kaha wo undar aayi aur mere liye khana nikalne lagi jitni dair wo khana laga rahi thi main us ke jism ko hi daikhta raha kya.