Raste bhar vah muze jaldi chalaneko kahti rahi kyonki use jor ki peshab lagi thi. Kher ghar ate hi bhua ne sabse pahle to cooler chala kar apne bacche...ko sulaya aur phir jab tak me thanda pani laya usne apni saadi khol ek taraf phek di aur bathroom me ghus gayi shayad use laga hoga ki me bahar hu es karan vah khule darwaje me hi peshab karne lagi,me piche se chupchaap uske mote-2 chutado ke darshan karta raha,mutne se etni tez citi ki awaz aa rahi thi aur etni der tak ki mano hafte bhar ka aaj. The only light coming into the tiny room was dimmed by cloth over a finely cut panel, the odd mixture casting eerie shadows on Max’s face. Max heard a noise next to the small room he was in and a small panel next to his head slid open, revealing a working of cloth and wood similar to the one letting light into the booth. Someone on the other side of the panel cleared their throat, and it was a deep sound, Max guessed that the person next to him was a man. ‘Forgive me, Father, for I have. They had discussed this exact scenario in their chats. He knew that this was a fantasy for her - forced sex, forced orgasm, loss of control, being taken by a strong dominant man without pain or fear. As he placed the blindfold over her eyes, he saw the arousal mixed with some concern - after all, they had never actually met. This level of trust is usually earned over time, and she was giving him all of herself on faith that he was the same man she believed he was. He smiled again.Legs spread. . Erika quit - remember?" Hannah asked "But we still have her uniform with her name on it, right?" Amanda said that they did. Hannah explained her idea to Amanda and Sarah saying, “What if we MAKE an Erika? An Erika whose only job is to do the things that we do not want to.” They both thought the idea was the perfect answer to their problem and agreed to help Hannah pull it off. They really did love Hannah and did not want anything to happen to her or any of the other girls but the ages old.