Went in again and found her still crying.Again sat next to her, and in a jiffy, pinched her nipples hard. She was shocked and when she raised her face... to see what’s happening, I pinched her again and put my lips on hers. She was trying to get herself free but I bit her lips and then let her go free.She then saw me and hit me for making her cry. I first consoled her, and then offered her cold drink. While she was enjoying the drink, I was playing with her boobs inside her top and she was. After a lot of hardshipwe reached the Iran and Azerbaijan border. I paid whatever savings I wasleft with to a smuggler. And he assured me that he could help me crossthe border. That night I was so happy, and my two daughters had a goodmeal for the first time in weeks. We sang songs of the fallen. We werehappy because after a really long time we could see hope on the otherside. We went to bed merry and hoped for a new and better morning.But the devil had his own plan. In the morning when I woke. ‘Your voice sounds so strange grandmother, are you feeling well?’ asked the girl starting to worry. ‘Is just a dry throat, nothing more.’ With that, the girl nodded and started to untied her long blond hair, letting it fall on her back, at the same time the full moon's light started to pour through the windows again helping the firelight illuminate the girl's body while she removed her dress, keeping on her thin cotton shift, a garment that more accentuated her curvaceous young body by hugging. How does that make you feel? Jonas sat silently waiting to see what would happen, even though his wife had no room to talk, most of the time being behind him as he made her sandwiches and jacking him off onto them, or frequently encouraging him to do it on his own and tell her about it after she got home from work, sometimes even knowingly talking to her over the phone while she ate it. Do you do that to moms food too? No honey, just yours. Alex smiled. It makes me feel good. How many times do.