I was shocked when I examined myself, as my body was covered in small bruises and I had a number of love-bites on my tits, I would have to be careful ...that hubby didn't see me naked for a few weeks. As my mind raced through the events of the evening I found myself becoming aroused yet again and had to finger myself whilst finishing off my shower, something I hadn't done since I was a teenager, my body shuddered to a climax as I thought about Jamal. After that I quickly got dried and crept into. But aunty ki bato se josh aa raha that oh mai fas gaya bato mai or khol di jeans bhi.mera land khada hua saf dik raha tha ab chupata bhi kese but aunty us taraf dek nahi rahi thi.toh muje thoda tik laga tabhiaunty boli yeh hui bat ab ruk or ander se oil le kar aayi or boli yeh laga ti hu.tuje fir tu body batana toh mai bola aunty nahi mere kapde gande ho jayege toh boli naha lena ab mai kya bolta aunty ne oil liya or jese he chati par reka mere toh jaan nikal rahi thi.mere eyes close ho gayi. It had been a long day. One of those days so long that memories of what she’d done in the morning seemed to belong to another day altogether. She could hear the Indians whooping and beating their drums. Raucous laughter, punctuated by squeals and shrieks, echoed in the darkness. And laughs. An awful lot of coarse laughter. They’d been going at it for hours and they didn’t seem to be slowing down. The red-yellow light of the bonfire shone faintly through the fabric cover of the teepee,. "Oops," said Alexandra.Rachelle's eyes were opened wide, staring at the weapon buried in her body. She shook and slid down on her knees. A gasp passed her lips and she stared up at Alexandra with eyes wide as saucers."Do you like having the sword back?" Alexandra said and pulled the sword free.Rachelle was pulled along and fell off the bed and onto the floor with a throaty groan. She struggled to get up, her hands clawing at the green carpet.Alexandra looked down at her. "I think I've killed.