At last, with a shout, Ralph shot his second load into me.We lay there, both breathing hard. Ralph's cock slowly shrank and a contraction of my ass ej...ected it. Underneath him, I rolled onto my back and pulled him up to clean his precious tool with my tongue and my lips. He sat on my belly and toyed with my tits and thrilled me when he agreed to make me his slave and fuckmeat.We got out of the van and once again I squatted in the now deserted parking lot to be used as Ralph's urinal. This time I. –tumi vable ki kore j bolbo..–na jodi bolo….–tai?r ki ki mone hoi tomar? ami tokhon necar ghore thakleo bujhchilam atai proposer moka dekho onek din dhore vabchilam j tomak bolbo tomak dekhte darun lage.ami tomak valobese felechi. I Love you.tumi ki kau k valo baso?–ata tumi maler ghore e bolcho.Ami tokhon or hat ta dhore bollam na ami serious bolei or buk vora dudu duto chepe ok dewoal e dhore thote chuste laglam.ou chokh bondho kore ahhh ahhh ahhh korte laglo ami r nijer control rakhte parlam. "Ali brought the box to his master, who examined the weapons with a solicitude very natural to a man who is about to intrust his life to a little powder and shot. These were pistols of an especial pattern, which Monte Cristo had had made for target practice in his own room. A cap was sufficient to drive out the bullet, and from the adjoining room no one would have suspected that the count was, as sportsmen would say, keeping his hand in. He was just taking one up and looking for the point to. I was experienced enough to know there was no way I could win this round, so I let it be."Yes. Maybe. Maybe someday." Good. Now, don't you think we should go to sleep?"I was whipped and I knew it. We got her bag and violin from her car and I showed her to my bedroom. There was no doubt that we'd sleep together tonight and for a while to come. She'd gotten her way. The only question that remained was how long a while it would be.I sleep in the nude. It's not a sexual thing. I sleep that way.