.why so..what do you like in them..Me: I dint know..merely the fact that tumne vo pehna tha, just the fact that you had them on gives me a feeling tha... cant be explained.Mom: I am old, kyu karwate ho ye sab mujhse.Me: You are still the most beautiful and sexy women for me. I cannot control myself as soon as I see your panties.Mom: ok stop baba..you want to see the orange one, I can send you the picture.Me: Hmm..pls send..I got the picture, and to my surprise, It was not a normal picture, the. .before a bar of men. One got a little fresh and before Irealized what I'd done the blade was sticking through his chest. Themoment his blood touched the sword I was changing back into my maleform. So I learned that if I wanted to remain myself I had to kill...andI have.", he said to finish. "So there is hope for you to be restored then?", she asked. "I'll have to kill a man, that will be difficult but I've done itbefore.", he explained. "You can stay with me while you plan, otherwise men will. Pulling her shorts aside I could see her sweet glistening outer cunt lips with just a hint of the pinkness that lurked beneath. To me that is why ebony women are so horny – the darkness of their nipples against the silky chocolate brown of their skin and the contrasting pinkness of their greedy tongues and cunt as they take another cock deep inside them. I slipped two fingers into that lovely wet fuck tube and twisted my fingers inside her so I could both finger-fuck her and rub that swollen. The iron shackles on the ankles of her bare feet force her to shuffle slowly towards her dark fate."Pick up the pace!"One guard yells at her, as he grabs her by her long frayed locks of blood-soaked hair to pull her. Her exhausted groan chokes out of her throat, as she stumbles over.Without any hesitation, the guards grab her arms and drag her back up onto her shackled feet."Please... No..."She wearily weeps, her bloodshot eyes too dried up to produce any more tears to shed, as she is marched.