Phad de uyuiiye i i…jor se ..a ha uyi man me … mar… gai… maza a raha hai a a..a ..a ha !.” sidhe garbhashya pe dhakkon ko Reeta sahan na kar... saki aur usako hichaki si ai aur vo nidhal ho kar dher ho gayi, ankhen minch gayi aur munh se lar nikala padi. usane sakhlan ka charam anand prapt kar liya tha.Reeta ki chut ke pani chhodte hi usane apana lund bahar nikal liya aur lauda Reeta ke munh men de diya.” haya meri rani …me gaya ” Reeta ne usako kuchh na kaha aur baith kar lund munh men le liya. We sat down by the fire and he poured us both a nice glass of brandy. I quickly took a big swig of the burning liquid, hoping it would help me find the words for what I was about to ask. My brother just looked at me, holding the glass in his hands and warming the brandy. I suddenly felt ashamed of how I almost emptied the glass in one gulp. Knowing my big brother, it was probably a very old and expensive bottle.“It’s nice Ken... The brandy, I mean. And the fire” I babbled.“Yes it is” he. She felt guilty as sin thinking that she had cheated on me, became a naughty little slut, and liked being touched by other woman. She finally thought despite the fear and guilt she felt, she had to tell me anyway because it's the right thing to do.She prepared herself that afternoon for me, she put on her crotchless panties underneath a nurse costume I bought her last halloween. She always stay braless at home, so she did not bother to wear one. With a little bit of makeup done she fixed her. " Of course," the girl smiled. "I understand she's with Kurt?" Yes," Wolfgang nodded. "She is, uh ... Where did you get that wonderful accent?" Hmmm?" Veronique laughed lightly. "I've been trying to hide it. My father was a diplomat. I spent many years in Paris. Come, I'll show you to your room." Is your mother French?" Wolfgang asked as they walked together through the mansion."No, her family was from Tehran originally," she replied. "They immigrated to Cologne before the revolution."The woman.