. Unhone apne honth mere honto par rakh diye.. Mai to pahle se hi kaamvasna mai jal rahi thi..Maine unke honth chusne shuru kar diye… mai ekdum madh...osh ho gai thi.. Wo ek haath se meri gand or dusere haath se mera right boob masal rahe the.. Fir unhone meri bra bhi utar di or mere nipple chusne lage…..Mere andar tufaan aa gaya…Meri sisikiya nikalne lagi..”ufffffffffff..Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh babuji .Pllllssssssss..Nahiiiiiiiii”Unhone bade dhyan se meri panty utar di …..Mai unke hoontho ko buri tarah. .."I saw a momma bird this morning with a nest full of baby birds. Do youknow how the momma bird feeds worms to her babies?"He shook his head, no."Like this!" And I leaned my head way back and opened my mouth as wide aspossible. Then I dangled a long wiggly spaghetti into my mouth and ate it."Delicious! We are Master Chefs!" I exclaimed. So of course he had to tryit, and he said the same thing.We each ate two octopuses and a lot of worms. There were leftovers; I putthe extra octopuses into the. She replied through her sobs that her name was Sara. Such a fitting name for such a cute little bitch I thought to my self. As I finished cutting her shirt, Sara started to fight against the restraints. I slapped her again. This time I grabbed her throat. "Be still" I said. The harder she fought the harder I squeezed. I squeezed until she lost conciousness, then resumed cutting her clothing off. As I stare at her now naked body, tied to the dining room table, I could not resist my primal. Monday, at school, Gail wouldn't even establish eye contact with him and he knew something was wrong. He tried to figure out if it was something he did or said that had hurt her feelings. He could think of nothing. "Oh well, maybe she's not feeling well", he thought.Tuesday, Gail wasn't at school. Mark realized that his theory might be correct, that she just wasn't feeling well. Wednesday, as he finished basketball practice that afternoon in the gym, he saw Gail. The cheerleaders were working.