.Aur….Chod lo…Apni…Rani ko….Aaaahh aaahhh…Aaahhh….Lund mast hai…Yaaar…..Maza aa gya…Mere….Raja ….Aaj jee kare utni chod lo…Aag...-pichhe se…Chod lo…Meri chut….Tumhari hai……Raj-meri rani…Bahut din ho gaye tumko….Chudai ka maza lo….Tujhe to main…Din raat choda karunga…. Tum dono meri rani ban jao…Aunty-le lo..Maar lo chut…Jee kare..Utni…Oooo..Aaah.Land mast hai yaaar…Jee krta hai din raat…Lund chut mein hi daale rakhun….Ab meri thodi pichhe aake maroo..Maine usko ulta lita kr uske mast boom ki drar. Asked for the address and to go and have a quick meet before the event and see what it was all about.they came to the door not exactly what i was expecting she came to the door leather boots all the way to her hips 5" heels upvc all in one with no gusset peep holes on the nipples holdin a whip wow speechless,she beckoned me in said nothing guided me in to a room sat me down on this chair, told me to be quiet and say nothing or she would punish me.fuck i thought what the hell was going on party. As she passed James on hischair she stopped in front of a set of three posters that had the samegroup of girls in each one. Placing her hand on a girl with short bluehair she turned to James."This... Who is this girl? You have many pictures of her," She asked.She was referring to the three pictures he had placed over histelevision. It was true, he did have many pictures of this particularanime girl, many pictures indeed."That... That is Amy Mizuno," He said looking at the blue-haired animegirl. She laughed when I related the trauma of switching my car stereo from 8-track to cassette (no hybrid systems in those days) and having to re-stock my entire music library. She wondered at a world with no cell phones, no cordless phones and only the rare television with a remote control.We talked about my days in the Marines, meeting Maria and our life together. She understood my loss, my confusion. She never once doubted my love and devotion towards her.Before long the ride was over and we were.