Tichi mazya kade path hoti pan chehra davikade valalela hota. Mi tichya gala javal maze oth anle.Ticha chehra lajun khup laap ani garam zala hota…Mi...haluch tichya galavar kiss kela…Tine haluch gaal thoda pudhe karun kiss avoid karaycha prayatna kela.Mi tila haluch kanat “plz” asa mhanalo. Ti valalai ani mhanali..He kay kartoy…Mazi ek mulgi ahe….Mi tuzya sobat he karu shakat nahi….Ti man vakavun mhanali.Mi filmy style madhe ticha hanvati uchalli.4- second mi tichya dolyat baghat tichi hanvati. Probably the most wonderful of the sensations she felt when they had sex. That hold. And as she started to gyrate her hips a bit in a circular motion, Carter grunted and started to press her harder into the bedspread. She couldn't take it anymore. "Screw me please, Sir Carter! I need to feel your dick inside me!" Julia panted with a seductive whimper. She had barely gotten the words out before Carter pulled back and sat down in an office chair, pulling the long throbbing length from his pants.. "Here you go." Is Frank in tonight?" I kept looking around as if I was worried I'd find the wrong face in the crowd."He's in his office. Darcy was asking about you earlier." Yeah. I haven't been able to catch her for a few weeks. Thanks."I walked back to Frank's office. The door was open, but I knocked."Come on in, lad. What are you about these days?" Hey, Frank." I took a seat. "You know I haven't been a model citizen my whole life." Ah, you're talking about before I met you." Right. I've been. You drink it down like aqua vitae in the desert.I use it to slice the bananas that I add to my fruit smoothie—that knife in your left hand. You're a lefty? I'm sorry; I don't want to notice. You saw through the duct tape binding my ankles and yank me to my feet, my wrists still taped behind me. What now? Is this a good sign or a bad? My ankle turns—I think my foot might have fallen asleep. How could it have fallen asleep at a time like this? Haha—still making jokes; I haven't lost my sense of.