Aik do minute key baad usko bhi mazaa aana shroo ho gayaa to woh neechey sey hilney lagi tab main ney bhi aahista aahista jhatkey deeney shroo ker diy...e . Aur uskey monh sey aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh oooooohhhhh zor sey ki aawazein aaney lagein . To main ney jhatkon main zor lagaana shroo ker dia . Thori dair main yeh haalat thi keh jitni zor sey main jhatka deeta tha utni hi woh neechey sey taaqat lagaati thi. Yeh khel tqreeban paanch minute chala keh woh doobaara farigh ho gayee aur kehney. Things were going well until she had the second child. The child was not the problem, Ron started to have heart problems. His heart and blood vessels were as hard as a board. After 9 months to rehab he was released to return to work, light duty only. Financially Elsie and Ron were doing all right, but someone at work started a rumor that she was having affairs in the back corners of the warehouse. You know how hard it is to prove that something never happened, the rumors were becoming. "Walk sof'." Hey, you're not getting me into that hole," Audrey protested. "No way!"A rumbling, sliding crash from out in the corridor interrupted her, and they heard once more the triumphant hoots of the tribe of KaKree. Before Audrey could react, Phil hustled her through the dark opening and down the stairs."Hurry up!" He hissed orders at them in KaKree speech, giving them no choice but to obey. They scrambled down the awkwardly spaced steps, ignoring the scrabbling of tiny claws as small. Leaning down and flipping a short length of rope around each boot, tugging both back behind the beam, he ties that rope, forcing her boots to spread, straddle the beam, her flushed face and swaying breasts framed almost impossibly upside down between her tautly stretched legs, As he steps out of her sight, she struggles, twists, gasps for breath through the mouth gag of her wadded panties as the wooden timber scraps against her back’s bare flesh. Lightheaded, everything upside down as.