Aaj itne salo bad chudaungi… Tu chodega na beta mujhe?”“haan mammi chodunga”Wo khada hua or phir usne meri tange faila kar apna lund meri bur ...e muh pe rakha or ek dhakka diya. Lund thoda sa hi andar gaya tha per meri jaan nikal gayi main chiillla padi.“uuuuuuiiiiii mar gayi rasssul kya kar raha hai… Tumhari bur ka udghatan kar raha hu mammi”” mat kar fat jaegi bur”Usne ek or dhakka diya lund aadha ghus gaya meri aankho se aansu nikal gaye. “dard ho raha hai mammi”“haaaannn re bahuuut”Usne apna. ’ ‘We’re happy to help you, ma’am,’ Ted assured her. ‘Let us carry these up for you and then we can go visit our friends.’ As a group, we carried the woman’s groceries in. The uniformed guard at the desk chatted with her as she walked past. Her name was Mrs. Lanier. He didn’t give us a second look. Her condo was on the third floor. It was nice and neat. Very orderly, with pictures and flowers everywhere. We set her bags on the table and politely declined her offer of tea with thanks. Hawk. Next they raised the bar back up till she was now standing on her toes. He told the son to put his fingers in her cunt and fuck it. As the son was ramming her cunt the dad pulled a switch and whacked her ass. He watched the red welt across her ass. He ordered the son to fuck her cunt hard as he whacked the ass many times. The ass was covered with welts many in a criss-cross pattern. Then he walked in front and eyed his son and then whacked her tits with the switch. She screamed and he whacked. He sat in the middle of my couch still clutching the small note from his older Brother. I stood in front of Aftab in the middle of the living room, Ok so lets hear whats inside Ahmeds note then? I said, prompting Aftab to read it aloud which he quite happily did: Louise, I love you, I cant understand why you wont see me no more. I miss you so badly. I want us to get married, I want to be with you forever. Please please call me. Love From Ahmed. I sound like such a bitch saying this but I was.