.phir oo thoda sa thuk le kar meri gand par laga de aure use gila kar kar gand k ched par ek aunguli se sahlane lagi muje bahut mazaa aa rah tha.phir ...nhone ek aunguli meri gand me v dal de..ye sub humlog bahut payar se kar rah the..karib 2 ghante tak humlog yahi karte rahe..phuwa boli k rahul chut me lund dal dene maza nahi aat hai maza to ye sub karne se aata hai.. Maine v wahi kiya..karib 3 ghante k bad buwa boli k rahul muje toilet karn hai..maine bola k thik hai aap jao tab buwa bolne lagi. Plan C would be become a prostitute and make enough money to find a place to live. Amber never thought of becoming a prostitute but that would be if she would be chicken to jump off a bridge. In five days she had to be out of this apartment. In 2 days she hope her name would be called to be executed and not worry about plan B or C. Amber had very little money left Plan D would be to rob a bank and take chance of going to prison. Amber did not trust that Brian would call her back even though she. Even if they were no longer free. Looking down at my new belt, Ifelt none of that pride. The garish pink contraption totally hid me,making me look smooth and feminine between my legs. That look wasreinforced by the tight strap running between my cheeks like a girl'sthong. When Emma had locked it in place, I had momentarily felt itwouldn't work. That it wouldn't keep my cock in place, as it would be tooloose somehow. But as I walked in the circle, I could tell that designwas certainly capable of. Lisa put the coffee on and I sat on the stool, my soft cock was sticking out the bottom of my boxers which Lisa giggled at, “I knew you would like Abs daddy which is why I sent her round” she said softly with a smile and I had to agree, Lisa is good at setting things up and then playing the game and she never failed to get me turned on.We sat drinking our coffee when a very sleepy ‘Mayhem’ entered the kitchen, “Morning guys” she said in a sleepy voice, “Wow what a storm that was, I was out for.