"I looked you up and down one last time, this time my gaze stopped on your white thong. There, sticking out hard and small, was your cock. I reached o...ut and grabbed your cock and balls with my hand and gave them a squeeze."Would you look at that," I cried. "You are rock solid, though it isn't much of a package to look at. But your thin, short girly-dick is rock hard. God, you are loving this, aren't you. I bet you can't wait to get down on your knees in this dirty alley and start to suck on my. He walks in front of her, spreads her legs, examining the fresh bruises lined perfectly on her inner thighs.He raises her breasts, pinching her nipples hard. Hard enough to bring a moan to her lips.He turns to Alex, leaving her hanging there, on tip toe, trying to balance, with bound wrists. She finds herself swaying."These walls are cork-lined, yes?" Of course they are. This is the room best suited to whipping, because I dont care for silence. I love nothing more than seeing a marked up,. Emaina mistakes untae please nanu kshaminchandi. Mee comments and reviews ki rayandi, am posting my story through my friends account. Endkantae thanu ISS llo 3 to 4 stories appudae post chaesadu. Any housewives, girls need any suggestions and fun please write to the above email id. Your privacy will be maintained.Inka story llo ki vellithae, I completed my degree and started to work in a company. Ma illu Bangalore city center ki dagaraga unna okka residential colony. Nanagaru private company. Claire (c)Chapter Six: The Seven Levels of HellMonday was the most vile, loathsome day of my life - for no earthlyreason other than having to be me. The first thing I had to come togrips with was who 'me' was that particular morning. 'Lance' had to putin an appearance at the office. Back to the old routine, go out thereand make the big bucks. F Troop back to normal, Sir! Simple, right?After the most mind-blowing weekend of my life - as 'Lisa' - it wasanything but. Identity Crisis? Don't even go.