Aaaaaaahh …………….jalde se karoo..mera lund fattaa zaa rha haa………….. Uske dono taytey ab ek bade mosme kee tarah bade ho gye thee…�...………mere chut me se pane nikal rha thaa……………dono mummey jyda sudol ho gyee thee evanm unkee ghundiyaa pure tarah se akad kar Khdee ho gye thee…………….udhar mera napusakk shrabee patee Nikhil maste se so rhaa thaa iss bat see bekhabar ke uske bibi kee ijjat uska apna jigare dost Nazakat lutt raha haa………………………Mere munh ke dono gale ab uske lund ke gharshan se thak chukee. ‘Rudders gone. There be breakers ahead. What shall we do?’ The captain glared at the raging sea and barked, ‘Brace for collision. All hands stand by to launch boats.’ Sails reefed and rudderless, the Verijheid plunged helplessly toward the jagged half-submerged rocks. Another three hours and they would be in port, but a squall overtook them with powerful winds and slashing rain, towering waves briefly submerging the ship in green water. Timbers groaned, splitting and crumpling as the schooner. .." she wiggled thefingers on one hand, "... or this nail polish... to not make thisdress, you silly thing."But I really, really do hope you like this dress, honey. I mean,you're not just saying that to please me, right?"Frankie caught her tone and quickly reassured her. "Oh no, mother, Ireally do like it. It's lovely, really, and well, it's not retro atall. I mean, it looks wonderful. I'm sure anyone would be thrilled towear it."Lisa clapped her hands in delight that hid her sardonic. All eyes turned. Mr. Corothers consented to let his jaw hang open. Carolyn was not the prettiest girl in class - she was the fattest. Her breasts were the size of auto headlamps from the forties. What you could make out of her legs beneath her extended belly was a slow swirl of movement. She was grinding thigh fat against her clitoris.The room had become a theater. The men in the audience gulped simultaneously. Even I forgot the existence of the other people in the room. A virtual spotlight lit.