He was dressed, but it was not dignity, the clothes would wick gasoline and burn. Besides the tape on his mouth his face was not otherwise covered, ev...eryone in the circle knew him; they had all shared pizza. He was rolled to his pole on a hand truck and was fitted with the tire. I filled the tire with gas and sprinkled some on the top of the tire where the match would land. As I did I explaining quietly that he had failed at his mission because I was the one he was to kill. His eyes got wide. E dark, long (7.5 inch), thick (2.5 inch) and dirty. Then suddenly I heard sweeper start talking.Sweeper1 : Sahaab baaki dono logo (i.e R.guy and Sweeper2) ko bhe bula lun, vo beecharae bhe thoda show ka anand lae lenge.Cook : Haan sahib bula lae unhae bhe, hum charo pakkae dost hai aise acha ni lagta.Bf : Hmmm… chalo bula lo.Me : (Shouting) No!!! pagal ho kya? Please I beg, Mae koi randi ni hun, mujhe maaf krdo.Cook and Sweeper1: Arae daro mt hum tumhae chuenge bhe ni, bs badae din ho gae koi. With all that I had been through, I had so much anger and frustration built up, I couldn't pass the chance up to get rid of it before we left tomorrow. I knew it would sure make me feel better. I looked at Maurice and smiled, and when he saw my eyes he smiled back and started to peel out of his shirt. I did the same and handed my Kepi to one of the men who were holding our shirts. We both handed him our sashes and stepped forward in step. I heard Kat say; "Oh my God, please tell me that Jon is. When I looked down my entire hand was buried inside of her beautiful cunt."Oh God, oh my god," she exclaimed when the big one hit! She convulsed her heels came off the table. legs and body flailing with the most powerful orgasm she had ever had. The contracted so hard and clamped down on my hand with such ferocity that I straightened up and blew my load all over her thighs, pussy and tummy. Embarrassed but excited I tried to pull out but she was still contracting. Sensing that I was going to.