Fir unhone meri shirt utar di aur mujhe ik bhukhi ki tarah kiss karne lagi.Maine kabhi sex nahi kiya tha toh mujhe kuch samjh nahi aaraha tha ki kya k...roon fir woh boli ki i will teach u. Unhone kaha ki main unke boobs per kiss karoon fir dheere dheere main mast hogaya tabhi mami ji ne mere sare kapde utar diye aur mujhe ik vaigra type kuch khila diya main itna mast tha ki jaisa woh keh rahi thi main kari ja raha tha fir unhone mera lund apne muh me daal liya aur lolypop ki tarah chusne lagi.. She would walk in circles around me, making sure her abuse was evenly distributed. My blood would cover the sand around the stake by the time she was done. Sometimes, after I’d been beaten and tortured almost senseless, I would notice the mix of sand and blood ooze up from between her toes. It covered her feet and made her smile in a way I refuse to describe. Each time, just before the tide threaten to wash away what remained of my torture she would strip off whatever she was wearing and begin. He tensed as I ran my hands over his thighs, as he relaxed a little I let my gaze wander over his body; Cain was a fit man, perfect in every way except that his body was marked by deep scarring, a jagged scar that ran down his leg, another on his hip, one across his chest and yet another on his shoulder that ran all the way round to his back. That was without counting the scarring to his wrist, that cut had been so deep he had almost bled to death from that laceration alone. I put those. "Pete, it's you!" I almost crashed right there, but managed to keep the vehicle on the road. "Me? Very funny Julie. If you don't want to tell me that's fine, but don't be like that. I was just trying to help get your mind off of a tough day." "Oh, I assure you I'm not kidding Pete. I love older guys, and I think you and I could have some fun together. I'm sure you noticed the way I pay extra close attention when you are talking. I just love the sound of you voice." Well, you could have.