She is vicious, kissing me hard, forcefully opening my mouth with her tongue, invading it, sharing her saliva, in an effort of corrupting me. I fight ...ack, pushing her from where she comes, but it’s tough, she is good. She suddenly gets out, but it is all part of her plan. She bites my lower lip, just softly enough to give me a slight pain but hard enough that I can’t pull away. I groan loudly at her, but she doesn’t move. Her eyes are looking at me, intensively.She wants to play hard, I can. Aaah Fuck!! That’s it. Now reach up with your hand babe and stroke the hard cock; was the new order for John. Don’t be too fast to make me cum because I have better plan for you; Kuldeep said with authority. John starts gentle caressing and stroking of the trucker cock; not to get it off but just enough for its due care. His mouth and tongue working together like an automatic car wash set up to bathe the big balls with warm saliva until he was ordered to suck the cock with hands still behind. You’re…here. With food, nonetheless. ‘You’ve been out for almost four days.’ He grabbed the crackers out of my hand and replaced it with an apple, then started unpacking the food. ‘I figured you’d be hungry when you woke up.’ ‘You’ve been here the whole time?’ ‘Not the whole time, I do have a job to go to.’ He handed me a plain paper bag and a bottle of water, then went back to unpacking food. ‘What’s this?’ ‘The anti-depressants you’re supposed to be on. Along with your Ativan, which you. Kinttu Gol puro Taler moto. Forsha dudur majhe brown color ar nipil. Offfff. Ki sundar. Amar sathe sathe najor gelo oor bogoler dike. Oor bogol tao puro chacha aktao chul nei oor bogole. O oor panty tat a tene namiea dilo, tarpor pa diea tule nilo hathe.Akhon o puro lengtto amar samne. Ki cine. Gude o aktao chul nei. Puro body tei bleech kore ami aar thakte parlam na. Amar bara khara hote suru korlo. Ami dour ease ghore oor photo frame ta hathe niea amar bara ta pant theke baar kore oor photor.