I dodge the dead. They seem interested in some new looking pile of yuck. OK. Where the fuck do I go?I decided that if I get to his work area. Hell...he may be there. Hiding with his buds. He sure loved his “boys” his group of guy friends I never met them of course. I was his little secret. He used to talk about them like they were his family. I have never really experienced long time friends like that. I think he may have tried to rescue them or go to them. From memory I run down the. And uncle v nasta kar ke office jane ko tayar the.Tavi Aunty ne bola aj collage mat jao mujhe tumhare sath market jana hai. To mai ruk gaya and uncel office chale gaye. Fir mai aapne rum me ja kar padhai karne laga and tavi aunty mera rum me ai.Aunty boli kal tu kha gaya tha.Mai-aunty me Santos ke ghar gaya tha.Aunty kya karne gaya tha.Mai- study karne gaya tha.Aunti boli jhut mat bol. Such bata. Mai – such aunty mai padhne gaya tha uske ghar. Fir aunty ne mujhe samjhate hua bola beta ye sub. They called them the serpent sisters. There was a small percentage of women in the army, but they were shown more leniency. Unless they repeatedly attacked the sisters, they were disarmed and spared. It appeared that the sisters wouldn’t harm women. Men were a different matter. Men suffered every indignity and every measure of brutal death when faced with the sisters. The sisters flicked their wrists and decapitated men. Their hatred for the male human beings was a marvel to watch, were it not. I reached for him and we kissed some more. His fingers rubbed against my pussy and I groaned I was so wet it was unbelievable.I reached for his belt and pulled it undone, then undid his button and pulled down his zip. His cock pulled free, god it was thick!I dropped to my knees and took hold of it. Pulling back the skin, I licked the tip, he gasped at that, "baby, that's so good." I opened wide and sucked the whole thing in. hollowing my cheeks, I sucked hard and flicked my tongue along the.