I lick and lap at your asshole as though I were licking an ice cream cone, savoring every singe pass of my tongue over your pretty, tight, pink little... rim. After I have wet down your rim nice and well, I then probe your opening slowly but steadily with my tongue. I feel your tight asshole closing around my rigid, long tongue, and I love it. I love how your beautiful little hole hugs my tongue. I keep my tongue good and rigid and i begin ass fucking you with it. You can feel the tip of my. Die ... live ... die. Live! The shores of the rivers didn't get mapped because dying is pretty damn stupid.After exploration comes exploitation and after exploitation comes colonization. With colonies comes transportation. The shallow water in the lakes didn't get mapped much until there was commerce. The east coast people had access to everything that the inland people could possibly provide so let the inland folks fend for themselves.There were a couple three or four wars and the Lakes became. Asa karta hoon sab ko achha lagega….Doston me madhya pradesh ka rahne wala hoon. Ye ghatna thodi purana hai.tab me 10th class me padhta tha. Sex bare me pura anadi tha.hum gwalior me rahte the. Hamara podos 1st floor me do doctor rahete the. Pati patni dono doctor the. Unka koi bhi santan nahin tha.ghar ka kam karne liye ek ladki thi.wo ladki unke pass hi raheti thi.Lekin us ladki ko dekhne se koi bhi use naukarani nahin kahega.kyoun ki wo itini sundar,sudhal thi ki ,gori,chikni surat,lubhabana. It wasn't just about fucking. There are people you meet in life who touch your soul and you're never quite the same again, and he was one of those people for me. I don't mean love as in "leave your wife for me" love, I mean love as in, I listened to him, came to understand what he had faced in his life, growing up in an orphanage with no one to talk to but a German Shepherd dog, and his time in Viet Nam, still only a young man, as a sniper. I admired him for what he had accomplished, and took.