Unhone mere baal kichne shuru kar diye..dhodi der baad maine unka naada khol diya..aur unki panty me hath dal diy..unhone mujhe marna shuru kar diya.....magar chila nahi rhi thi mine unki pajami khichi aur unki chute ko chatne laga..bbhi bilkul pagal ho gayi..unhone mujhe late marne shuru kar di..then maine unhe kisi terah pakda aur sehlane laga..mgar shayad unhe maj nahi aa raha tha..kyunki mera kund bhaiya ke lund se chota aur patla tha… Jab maine unko babhon me pakda tb mujhe laga ki b babhi ko. Well i had a healthy account at that time. Even though i may have preferred not to share my financial situation with her at that stage of our friendship, i really didn't resist her attempts so she went on to check my account balance. perhaps she was impressed she jokingly said "hmm young money when will you take me on a real date?" Lol so is this a fake date? Well when you decide to visit me in Abuja you will get a real date. At this point Dora Didn't say no. Money may not give you happiness. He’s probably about your age and single. We got along pretty well and got to visiting since I didn’t have anything to rush home to. Finally I told him I hadn’t noticed any woman in his life and he said he’d been abandoned by a fiancé a couple years earlier and pretty much stayed away from women since.He was nice looking and in decent shape so I just seduced him. It wasn’t hard, I mean difficult, [grin] because he certainly was hard and it felt really really good in that place my husband had. Her mind roiled with turmoil, begging for an end to the tension, wishing for whatever awaited her to be over.Please, whatever you’re going to do to me ... just do it.A sinister chuckle echoed through the chamber.Did say that out loud, or did they read my thoughts?A slashing blow cut into the arches of her feet, as sharp and clean as a knife. She shrieked.Again something sharp and hard snapped into her skin. And again. And again. And again. And again. Each strike redefined her misery. She was.