.isliye jab meri kutiya mery lun ko chos rahi thi meiny us ka sar ko apni tangon mein zoor sa pakr liya or apna lun pura uska galy mein ghusa dia itna... ka uska nak or muon lun ki base sa lag gay or usko sans lyna mushkil ho gaya…..usny bohat koshish ki upar any ki but meiny us Sali harami randi ko uppar nahi any dia………or itni zabardasti ki waja sa unki ankhon mein ansoo agaye or usny mery lun ka uppar hi ulti (vomit/puked) kar di.Mughy ghusa a gaya or meiny do zoor dar tamachy mary uska muon. "I know you don't want to talk to me, but ive had a breakthrough here,that your sure to like," he told me as I sighed and shook my head."We've had this conversation before, I don't want to merge with you. Wehave an unblemished history and a reputation that's unmarred byanything, unlike yours, which is scarred," I replied and hoped that hewould get the hint and hang up."Wait, what if I sent someone over, to help you change your mind, atoken of my good intentions," he quickly said as I headed. 

They were laughing now, as they manhandled me, comments were flying back and forth about what a good little bitch I was. There was very little subtlety in their approach. They didn't tease me or humiliate me so much as treat me entirely as an object for their sexual satisfaction. I had often heard the term "sex-object," of course, but never had I fully realized what being a "sex-object" really meant—or what it felt like.Chris moved in for a close-up of the black cock now pushing in and out of. You aren't Noah are you? You're stuck in Noah's body and trying to figure out how to survive minute by minute. I know because I am too."Look at me!!!" she shouted. "I'm going through puberty for the second time. I have no breasts and no figure, but I have every urge and need I ever had as Robin Wallace, without a body that can provide for it. Angela is a stick figure with a flat chest and peach fuzz. Robin had to have a Brazilian wax every few weeks, or it looked like Jungle Habitat down.