Me: kaam hi to karwane aaya hu.R: tujhe to hmesha chudayi hi dikhti h. Or tera ye b hmesha khda rahta hMe: kya kru yaar tujhe dekhte hi khda ho jata h....R: yaar thoda kaam bacha h kuchh der ruk ja.Me: ok .Or mai room me jakar lund ko lower ke upar se hi sahlane lga.Thodi der baad wo aayi or aakar meri god me baith gyi.Phir kya tha mai usko uthakar chobare me le gya. Jaha 1 charpai dali hui thi. Us room me bhut garmi thi lekin jisko chut milne wali ho usko garmi se kya matlab.R: jaldi kar lena jo. "I will go to the river and gather water as well as roots of the lily plant. It will numb your hand and make the cleansing less painful." Thank you, my lady." He stopped her as she sought to leave, waiting until Graeme excused himself to start a fire to heat his blade. "Would it be so bad to be my bride? You would be queen of the Seventh Kingdom and rule by my side. You'd share my bed and have my children. Is that really all that loathsome to you?" No, no not at all," she said quickly. "I but. We are now able to keep up with all our friends and relatives around the world and in turn, we can share with them, our thoughts, our pictures, even videos. I can see Facebook replacing Christmas cards and those tiresome family letters that go with them. One of the good things about Facebook is now I am able to keep up with far away relatives, ones I haven’t spoken with in years. Now do I not only know what and how they are doing, I am learning about their children and what they are up to as. This was not the good.Before I could decide what, if anything, to do about it, Sean ran his fingers through my cleft and held them under my nose. Not good. I was not a puppy that had just shit on the floor. There was a limit and Sean was getting very close. Maybe he sensed it, because he changed the subject to coffee and chocolate. Just to prove I could, I kept the skirt up at my waist as I served him.Sean ended the scene and gave appropriate praise, not that I cared. Then he jerked the chain.