(The deal was for 2 hours only, its already over 3 hours.)Rafiq replied: Zabardasti nahi karni hai par ek request hai. Agar aapko pasand aaye toh kuch... aur bhi karna chahte hai. (We don’t want to force you but if you like, we want to do something more.)I asked: Aur ab who kya hai? (Now what is it?)He said: Bharosa hai to haan kaho feel karoge toh behtar hoga. (If you have trust in us then say YES. it will better to feel.)I just said YES. He asked Salim to come in the bathroom with milk. I was. If that one fuckin' woman ruins this whole reunion, I'll see to it that both of them get their asses kicked."Throughout the rest of the evening, Don noticed Marge staring at him every time he caught her eye. Evidently, she never said a word to her husband, causing Don to hope for that blow job. Friday was a fantastic day for the big alumni parade. All the classmates from Bowden HS class of 1977 met at the fairgrounds for hot dogs and hamburgers before loading on the long trailer for the parade. I knew that the paddle, like the razor strop, was an instrument of pure pain. I’d heard her cries of pain, watched her reaction and listened to her howl then, seen the damage done to her backside. I’d been in a secluded spot n the barn, I could clearly see what was going on but was hidden from them. When my father finished, he just left. My mother was bent over two bales of hay, like I was about to be, she just stayed there for a while; sobbing and gently rubbing her bruised backside. Her dress. And Aaron ever have. “Oh my god! Oh my god! I’m there! I’m there!!!!” the hippie shrieks as she tumbles headlong into a chain of toe curling orgasms; once again, the thick, bulbous head of Steve’s love worm unleashes a tsunami of female ecstasy. The noise reaches a cacophonous level as the hippie’s non-stop screaming, the stud’s grunting and cursing and the loud, shrill squealing and creaking of the bed blend together into a crescendo of lust. Finally, after prolonged pussy pounding, lathered.