He plopped down on the bench outside and let out a deep sigh. He rested his head back and closed his eyes. The night had been a complete fucking waste... He should have followed his instincts and stayed locked up in his room, safe from all the fuckers who roamed the world outside. Another audible sob escaped him. All that had been achieved was an affirmation on his views on the outside world. It was simply a nightmare for those like him. He had wept over a girl he didn’t even know, how could he. Now she started chewing clit and cunt lips and it became uncontrollable for lady. She jerked hip up and held dense hairs of Ashu. She pulled hairs again and Ashu felt paid. She raised head up and pushed two fingers together inside cunt. She moved fingers inside walls of cunt and shouted that she is not Bina but her husband’s beloved Ashu. Ashu addressed bitch & randi to lady.“Kutia, mai teri beti nahi tere gharwale kee maal hun….randi dekh mai tujhe kaise lund kee Chudai se jyada maza deti. ”Raanciel looked up at his brother. The older and larger drake stood in the doorway of the room with his arms crossed over his broad chest. He was leaning against the doorframe, his 7 foot frame hunched slightly to fit. Raanciel looked away and turned towards his pack. He closed the flap of his leather bag and threw the strap over his shoulder. He stood and looked at his brother with a frown. “There is nothing to reconsider. I cannot stay here,” Raanciel said and walked up to his brother and. It hung low on my hips, showing off the top my panties to anyone, allowing the riot of colors to be seen. Next, I grabbed my hot-pink, knee-high socks. I pulled them on, loving the way my toes wiggled inside the knit-cotton embrace. Those donned, I couldn't help but bounce around my room. I was bright and vibrant.Everyone would notice me.I snagged my backpack, a garish orange, and my new purse that was a delicious shade of teal. I slid my feet into a pair of deep, vermilion heels before darting.