And a confused look. "Could you tell me where Monica is?" Then he read the badge. "Hey, that's Monica's badge! Why are you wearing it? You're not Moni...a!" "Very observant of you, young man. My name is Sean. It is true, not Monica, but I am standing in for her for a little bit. She'll be back shortly. May I help you in the meantime?" Not at all mollified by Sean's words, the young man carried on. "I want to... I want to see Monica. I need to talk to her." "Hmmmmm." Sean stroked his chin. A. She drank herself to sleep for months. She tried at some point to dress me in her clothes while drunk and would get mad at me for refusing. The therapist suggested I humor her at least a few times and I will just say that when I did give in... I was glad that there were no cameras and it was just the two of us. It seemed to help however as now she quit drinking. She still slips up from time to time and calls me by my sister's name, but I let it slide even though it's getting more and more. He had her hanging by her feet from the ceiling her legs spread wide apart. The Judge was using a riding crop on the girl's cunt she was swinging and gurgling in pain. No one saw her being sick and that sick sticking partly in her throat, the judge thought he was doing an excellent job on whipping her but her struggling was her choking action as she tried to get her breath.Suddenly the girl hung limp and another Girl screamed as the saw traces of blood dripping from the hanging girl's mouth.. Phir wo utkar unke baal set karne lagi unki nazar mere lund par hi thi jo ke mere track me se nazar araha tha. Maine under wear b nahi pahana.Me : ajju didi aapko chudne ka bahut saal se mann tha meraAjju : accha ! Muje b tu bahut pasad hai samAjju : sam tu ye baat kisi se be share nahi karega promise karMe : haan didi nahi karoungaaPhir mai bed par chada or hum donu ek dusre ko kiss karne lagee long smooches dete rahe kareeb 10 minutes tak hum ek dusre ko smoooch dete rahe.Phir main unke.