.,for an hour or two soldiers sealed my mouth and broke my rectum and asss seals by using a heated metal rods then they left and the man which was tor...turing me since start said to me that if i resisted him he will rip my tits with an iron nail by hanging my body to the spears by inserting my breasts (tits) to the metal for causing sweare pain listening to this i was frightened enough to commit succide if set free then suddenly he grabbed my tits tightly and began pulling them roughly on other. He had control. He could go anywhere. He could change himself. He could be another person. He could put Islam on the back burners and explore. Yet he knew his ultimate fate rested with his father’s position.He wanted Rashida by his side, and no one else. Hence the construction of an unique design: Allah first, Rashida second, and his father third. The plan placed importance on piety more than predeterminism. He worked on the details as his clothes dried. He rehearsed the new proposal for. Usko Bahut Dard ho raha tha par WO aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh boli do it. MaineDhire Dhire shot lagane suru kiya thodi der me mera pura LORRAuski chut main chala Gaya. Ab usko bhi maja aane laga WOW OHHHHH..PLZZZZZ. ITS HEVAN CHODO OUR CHODO APANI BAHAN KI PHAD DALO MERI CHUT MARNE MAIN BAHANCHOD BARA MAZA A RAHAA HAI THORA ZORE SE PLZZZ aur maineapani speed tez karanaa chalu kar di sachhi bahut maza aa raha tha uswaqt RANI TUMHARI CHUT BAHUT PYAARI HAI BAHUT MAZA AA. “Someone to talk to, someone to do the house work, someone to earn money….” She was not sure what he was expecting.“I can do all that” he quickly replied.“But, there is more husband and wives do” she was not sure how to put it across to him. “I can do that too”Thilakam was too shocked to say anything.“You don’t know what you are talking about”“I know what I am talking about. I want to be your Papa” His words were quite firm and authoritative. He sounded very much like her husband.“Don’t say.