Nenu slow ga na fingers petti kastha ass loose ayyaka na dick pettanu kasepu tosi tosi try chesaka mothaniki durindi. Aunty ass lava la undi lopala ch...ala ante chala vediga undi. Nenu ala ass denguthunte aunty aammmmaaa aabbbaaaaa aaaaaaa plzzz melliga plzzzz chala noppesthundi aaaaaaaa pzzz ra plzzzz bayatiki tesey antundi. Aunty ala ginjukuntunte naku inka mood vachesthundi ala almost 50mins aunty gudha dengi gudhalone karchesa.Vinni ni na meda lakkoni hug cheskuni aunty vypu chusa. Aunty. Alayne had never been more full of pride for her friend than in the moment when they laid the crown again on her copper curls, now as short as any man's. Cicale was glorious in the robes of the king, and stood at the centre of the dais as proudly as her father had in the past.Alayne had always known the day would come when Cicale would rise to take her rightful place as king; she burned with pride and love for the friend she had always known. Yet as she watched the men and women around her. "Rosie!" Jessie cried, hugging her friend. "hey, easy. it's like you haven't seen me for ages." Jessie chuckled, and rubbed the back of her head. "it felt like it" she whined, pouting. Rosie chuckled, and patted her friend on the back. "c'mon, let's go!" Jessie nodded enthusiastically, and they made their way to the beach. suddenly, a hand grabbed Rosie's shoulder. "mind if I come too?" Rosie turned around, and saw her sister standing behind her. she was wearing a pink t-shirt and denim short. Come on then, let’s get it over with.’ Inside the bunker Brian had no thought of looking out of the windows at the thirty storey panoramic view across the Swan river. His attention was first focused on Mr Du Cann, the head of the agency. Impeccably dressed as always, down to the red carnation in his buttonhole, Du Cann was in a class of his own for smoothness and slicing people into fine slices with their own silly mistakes. It was strange for a man in his position to be bothering personally.