. sex meditation she was.. almost into by now !! .. Kareena - hey Saif .. sup .. hows shoot going... missing u . .baby !!7Saif - hey Bebo .. u just to...ok off to our farm house .. straight from airport !?Kareena - i know .. baby .. bas .. was feeling.. some me time.. i will be back tonight.. so hows the shoot going !!?Kareena making.. faces.. as she was in middle of her cooling off.. !! or Blowing her Steam off !! Only she knew it !Saif - its good .. its good.. next shoot is getting ready .. oh. No bra just because I liked to keep my chest free and showing a little cleavage never hurt the tip money. Behind the bench, I reached down and pushed my panties around my ankles. I stepped out of them. Karissa didn't notice, but Maxwell did. His hand was creeping towards the line of my robe, teasing the folds apart."Come here, Karissa," I said. She got up."Feel this spot?"I placed her hand over his lower back, dangerously close to the edge of the towel."Keep working that."I guided her hand back. I want you to get a check-up and a haircut.” Frowning I reached up, held my hair with one hand out of the way. He fastened the collar around my neck, slid one finger underneath it, before he reached for the padlock. “That will do.”We were going somewhere. For some days apparently. The collar wasn't too tight, but I could feel it heavily around my neck. While he fastened the shackles, I wondered. Would this be all I got to wear? In public? Like a dog on a leash? But his dogs never wore. I deliver a hard punch to his guts, and then three more in rapid succession, pushing him back onto his car. Jumping up in the air, I again brought my softball sized fist crashing down on the top of his head. He swayed—almost passing out. From the boxing, I definitely knew how to knock someone out---but I wanted this fucker to suffer. I continued now, with a few left jabs, this time to the left side of his jaw. I was going for the break, but just spit my snot in his face instead. Finally a few.