" Truda replied to Angelika. Angelika's eyes went wide as she turned back to Alan. In a soft voice she started again, "Alan? Alan. It's your mother. ...Please come back to me son. Please, we would be so lost without you. Alan? Come back to me, fight for me, for our family." Angelika's eyes were starting to tear up as she felt so helpless. ‘Again,’ she thought, ‘I am of no use, so weak I can't even help my son!’ Alan's eyes suddenly cleared as the glow stopped. "No mother, not useless, far from. "And we still don't have enough money tp make UncleClaude's last income tax payment!"Portia took him to a holiday gift shop in the middle of the village,where she stopped the car and the two of them entered the shop. Haroldspotted a sighn that read, "We Arrange Hauntings for a Flat Fee." So, you arrange hauntings, do you?" Harold asked the girl behind thecounter, who replied, "That's right, and the old man who used to live inthe big house paid for a haunting right before he passed away last. Fir us ne kha “prem daal do mere andar mujh se rha nhi ja rha plzzz” maine kha jaisa tum kaho jaan maine us ki gand k niche ek takiya lagaya or us ki choot pe apna land ragad k use gila kiya or apna topa us ki choot k muh pe rkha or dhire se andar ghusa diya use thoda sa dard hua or us ne mujhe apne upar khinch liya or bolne lagi k dard ho rha hai maine bhi land ko aise hi rehne diya or itne me hi use dhire dhire hilane laga use bhi thoda sa accha lagne laga tha or wo apnitange kholne lagi thi. ..ah...." My ex and his....his friend...uh....came over, around five and.,..ahhhh.... They've been using me like a whore all...mmmm.... Night....mmm... Long.... We've all c,c,cum so many times I...I....I...ahh...lost count. I've sucked them...ah....and fucked them...and they spit...spitroasted me and I had....tttttwo cocks in my pussy at once baby,!" I'm so proud of you baby" I told her...and I meant it, I was. Her story had made me really hard again. "You really are a naughty little slut.