It was then that, Lana asked about directions to the new civic center where I had attended a show the evening before. I began......"you take the 675 ...exit downtown" and then there was a sharp intake of breath..........his finger was spreading my lips wide, and then I felt his hot tongue prodding, searching............Lana waited, " yes and ? ......are you alright Maxie. You look flushed and seem confused." Oh I'm fine........"I dashed back......."just doing a little too much holiday shopping. Though at first the form of her technique appeared basic, it took no time for Zax to discover that Linor did not provoke the most minuscule of ripples in the air. It was as if she moved through a parallel dimension with her reflection noticeable, only because she allows it. Another extraordinary aspect of her foot technique was its short distances speed. Despite having to maintain extreme softness when stepping on the ground, Zax felt that should he go all out it can produce speed equivalent to. I wished her “namastey bhabhi. Kaise ho..”. She..”achhi hu”. Saying this..i also come to my balcony and asked her…”bhabhiji…aaiye na..sath chai pite he…mujhe bhi achha lagega..”. She…”achha eisa karo..aap yahi aa jao..me banati hu chai..”. I smiled..”ye bhi thik he..achha me abhi aata hu …thoda fresh hokar”. I took bath and looked around…if someone there..and seeing no one..I pushed her door..which was open. (I have to take precaution for her safety as she was living alone and may lose some. They pulled my hair, choked me, yanked my leash, squeezed me, spread me, and forced me down. The roar of the crowd played in the background as my ears were filled with the cruel retribution of the whores, and my holes were filled with the brutal desires of the men. I was fucked like a dog on all fours, held up and made a bridge of, forced on my face and driven into the ground from above. While the men used my femininity, the whores used my masculinity, riding my face and cock, sneering at me,.