He saw her slender hour glass figure, thin yet alluring as she stood against the light a deserted children’s play ground, talking about her missed c...hildhood, and her dream. She looked very pretty, too pretty indeed to fuck. So, he sat beside the see saw, and stopped her swing. Without much hestitation, he slid his hands from under her knees, into the white dress and up her groin area. This made her suddenly jerked, as she was surprised and closed her legs, while trying to push his hand away. And started walking down the steps and grabbed her duffle bag after she hit the bottom steps and headed towards the exit door of the gym. You better go talk to her now while you have the chance of being forgiven because shes in a pretty damn good mood and I dont know how long thats going to last. Henry said as he watched his sister walk through the exit door. Yeah your right about her mood, she has an extra kick in the way shes walking right now. Jake laughed as he got up and followed Riley. As. Jab thori dyr baad ankh khulti hai or dobara dyhan whore par jata hai tu uski tu halat hi or hoti hai….Mummay kalay ho gaye hoty hain..or ajeeb awazain uska muon sa a rahi hoti hain..or wo neem byhosh hoti hai….Larki uska pass ja kar subsa pehly rasiyan kholti hai.…mummon wali or jaisy hi wo rasiyan kholti hai khoon wapis ata hai un mein .and wo feeling aik or hi level ki khatarnak hoti hai….Jo ka kafi thi usko jagany ka liye or wo chekhti howi jagti hai..phir dono dildos gand or choot sa. Shecalled back everyone who had left a message. She didn't reach too many folkssince it was Friday afternoon. She left voice mails for each of them sayingshe (or he) would be back in the office on Monday. Jack looked at his paintedtoenails as he said that and sighed wistfully. He would be Jack on Monday forsure; there was no way out of that. After finishing the twelfth telephonecall, Jack checked his emails on his PC. There were fourteen messages, butonly four needed his attention. He finished.