I told her, "Drop the clothes and run out to my backyard and go in the shed I'll be out there in a few minutes." She stood there kind of stunned. "GO!..." I said. She then dropped what clothes she had scrapped up and she ran towards the back door and then out in to my backyard and to the shed. I grabbed her purple thong, Polka dot bra, denim shorts, yellow tang top, her sunglasses, and her flip-flops. I left her iPod on the computer but that was no big deal. I ran her clothes to my bedroom and I. Slim body,chinkna badan, aur gulabi hont, boobs to perfect size to koi dekhe to chusne lag jaye,uski do ungliya uske chut me thi,mai fir bhi ruka nahi aur uske chut me lund jor se dalne laga wo bhi gand uthake mera sath dene lagi, dino ek dusare ko lipat kar jordar dhakke mar raheti the.Mai uski chut mai aur wo apni gand nichese hilakar apni chut me jad tak mera lund le rahi thi kuch der bad usne apni speed badha di to mai samjh gaya iska hone wala hai mai jorse use chodne laga, kuch der bad wo. She had no idea how many times it happened or how long it lasted but she knew he would keep going forever if she let him.At some point she noticed her face was pressed against the wall and the only things keeping her from collapsing were his hands holding her as he continued his relentless thrusting. She let out a long, ragged breath.“Stop. No more. I can’t,” she whispered, her lips practically kissing the wall. He eased himself out of her. She started to fold. She wanted to. The floor sounded. "When Hubert came into her office, Jacqui was rather surprised that he seemed nervous. This was not at all what she expected from the boss of all Csadia."Well, my Master," she said, half sarcastically but kneeling deferentially at his feet, "What can we do today for your pleasure?" Oh, get up and stop playing about," he said, somewhat testily, "I want to ask you something." Ask, or order?" inquired Jacqui cautiously."Ask, definitely ask," Hubert answered, continuing diffidently, "It isn't.