. but a part of her kept calling.She had started to create a persona more in line with her hidden desires rather than herself... A darker version of h...erself; to satisfy her denied desires and to make them pay for all the wrongs she had ever been subjected to.She was going to be nasty, cruel and nasty.. Play with them.. Make them believe they could control her, make them believe she would surrender to their sick instincts.Poor fools, not smart enough to even notice her warnings in her sites.... Mere pados me ek didi rehti thi jo ki MTech kar rahi thi unka naam tha hina khan (changed Name) kya bomb thi yar unka figure tha 35 28 36 (maine khud measure kiya hai) mujhe sabse jyada unki gand pasand thi kya gand thi yaar. I love girl’s ass moti moti jab chale to unki gand hile. I love to see that wo jab bhi chalti thi to unki gand bahut hilti thi mein kabhi bhi ye moka nhi khota tha unki gand dekhne kaa mann karta Tha ki unki gand ko pakad lu magar darta tha wo humesha tight kapde pehanti. After the brief Falkland Islands war, a British regiment commander was addressing some troops under his command who had heroically performed above and beyond the call of duty. He informed them that Her Majesty’s Army had committed to reward each of the three soldiers 100 pounds per inch of distance between two different parts of the man’s body.The commander addressed the first soldier, “Where would you like to be measured, Sergeant?”“From the tip of me head to the soles of me feet, Sir!”, he. So I cut the show short unwillingly and got dressed. I went out into the living room with an innocent smile on my face send apologised for the delay. Without waiting for him to respond, I quickly grabbed my things and hurried him out the door. I locked the door behind me and we both got in the car that was waiting to take us to the airport. As we sat in the car, I noticed a bulge above his pants and chuckled slightly to myself. He avoided eye contact with him throughout the ride and we sat in.