Maine apni speed bada di usne kaske bedsheet pakad rakhi thi apne dono hato se aur awaze tez hogayi aaaaaouch ahhhhhhhh hmmmmmmm aram se neel ahhhhhh ...hoko thoko zav mala ahhhhhhgh ghal maza gandit purn rand saalya ahhggggggggggggg.Karib 25min baad uski gand mai zad gaya aur uske upar let gaya.Wo fir toilet chali gyi fresh hone aur aakhr mirror k samne khadi hoke baal thik kr rahi thi use aisa dekh aur uska nanga badan mera lund fanfanane laga mai uske puche gaya aur pyar se usko apne baho mai. With your left hand, you grab both my wrists and hold them high above my head. My struggles are futile as the need to breathe becomes more and more intense. You finally let go of my neck as I gasp for air and I start panicking trying to get away from you! I can't break free from your strong grip, my wrists throbbing under your weight as you grope my breasts hard. I react by screaming "no!" and "stop!" as loud as I can in your ear. You don't like that one bit; I can tell by the hard open-handed. I brought up the rear, following Lidia who, unlike Rach, had left her blanket behind; giving me, intentionally or not, another opportunity to check out her ass as we climbed. I felt the, all too uncommon, cool evening breeze flowing through the house as we crossed the living room headed for the stairs to our rooms. The weather seemed ideal for a good run and, remembering my offer to take Lidia running, I spoke up as I reached the second floor “Hey Lidia, you wana go for a run?”Pausing in the. He kneels down beside her. He runs his finger tips over the wounds and a warm sensation flows over her body. Theres no more pain but the wounds are still open and she is still losing blood. "I have to remove your jeans to heal these wounds", he says. "ok", she mumbles feeling a little light headed. He runs his fingers over her leg again and its as if a razor is cutting the jeans. She feels them slacken and fall to the grass she is laying on. She feels slightly self concious with.