Abb mere saamne uske gorre gore tight boobs the. Main simmi ki mummo/boobs par toot pda aur unhe dba dbakar choosne lgga. Simmi aaah aaah…Pilo mere ...boobs ka rass jaanu …. Chooslo mere boobs ko … Kehkar mujhe aur josh dilane laggi. 15 min boobs choosne ke baad maine apne kapde utaar diye aur simmi ke badan ko chumta hua uski choot takk aa gya. Maine simmi ki jeans utaarkar faink di aur fir simmi ki panty v utaar di.Abb mere saamne wo choot thi jiske liye main pagal hua jaa rha tha. Simmi ki. So make sure you say it loud.I took the large wide tape I got from market and obeyed my Lady as in the picture. Surely, I felt fully slutty as I started shouting: “I am Your lil Bitch my Lady! I am Your bitch my Lady!!” The words were dumped. And I continued. “I want to worship Your feet Your body.. all parts.., anything everything thats Yours my Lady.. i wish to worship You my Lady!! “I am Your bitch my Lady!!”All poor sounds and words deeply dumped by the tape, making a loud hoarse noise. Everyone had a tale to tell. Sushi and I shared about Sally finding a mate Waush Shaua.Sushi and I went to our rooms. Sally and Waush Shaua were asleep on the couch. We left them there and went to our bed. We were asleep in five minutes.Tuesday:I don't know why I woke up at 0530. I brewed a pot of coffee and went out on our deck. It was clear. I meditated for an hour. Sushi came out with a cup for her and one for me. Waush Shaua and Sally followed Sushi out. I was thinking about our mission and. "Now how the hell do you know that?" I asked in response. "It's not one of the questions you can ask on the interview as far as I know," I told him still wondering how it was that he knew that. Jim laughed.She was in the parking lot when I arrived, saw her get out of a car, but not before leaning over to kiss her girlfriend, partner, or whatever she was they call them these days," he told me."Maybe it was just a friend, or her sister," I questioned, once again seeing him smile and then.