A flash of anger had been on my dad’s face when I knocked on the door. It hadn’t been directed at me. It was directed at the bruises on my face an... arms and my black eye.“I’m calling the police,” he said. “That asshole should be in jail. If I wasn’t in my sixties and suffering from a heart condition, I’d go over there and beat his ass myself.”“Dad, I have a PPO,” I said. “He isn’t allowed to come within 100 yards of me, but it doesn’t help. He’s out on bail, waiting for his trial. He comes to. Tighehi milun devgharaat krishaanchi pooja ani bhajan mhanat hote.Tighehanchyahi cheharyavarun saatvikta oghalat hoti.Koni mhannaarahi naahi ki raatri yaanche ase chaale chaltat mhanun.Raatrichya jevnanter sarvajan aapaplya kholit nighun gele.apekhshepramaane kahihi ghadla naahi.Shevti mich aaichya room madhe gelo ani bedwar tichya baajula jaaun zoplo.Aai zopli navhti.Mi blouse madhun gole daabat mhanalo “Kaay aai , aaj kakancha sota naahi ghet ka tondaat ??!!”Aai dachakli.2 minita kaahich. I felt her hands tighten the ribbon around the base of my cock andthe balls. I was hard. The balls tingled. It did not matter. Theribbon was pulled even tighter.Janet walked me to the edge of the table and had me bend forward. Myhands barely could reach the edge of the table. I was bent at almost a 90degree angle. Janet talked smoothly as I felt a cool gel being appliedto my ass. Then Janet stood behind me and took ahold of my hips. I felther cock head slip into me. It hurt. I had never. 5 inch mota tha bo boli eta mota surya maine bola ese pyar karo mgar bo bolne lagi ki mai chodegi ni es seMaine bola rani tu phale pyar to kar. Bo tyar ho gye or mera land maslne lagi or ab mai uska jeans nikal dye uska panty gila ho chukaa tha chut ke pani se maine uske chut pe haat rakh dye or bo ahahahaaaaa kar gye aaaaaahahah surya or mai uske chuchi ko msal kar laal kar dye tha ab bo machal rahi thi maine usko bola mera land apne muh me lo bo mana karne lagi boli ni mai ni luga maine bhut.