Phir mein use bike beth ke ghumane le gaya aur Ahemdabad ghumaya mein story mein padi trick azmai aur break maar ke use mere pass laya aur uske boobs ...feel kiye.Phir raat ko hum log ghar aaye khana khaya aur sone chale gaye mene bathroom mein dekha toh light jali hui thi muhje laga Shreya kapde badal rahi hai yeh acha moka hai use nanga dekhne ka mein door crack mein se jhaka woh apni bra aur panty mein khadi thi aur uska haat apni panty mein tha aur uske haath mein phone tha muhje pata chal. ‘Here,’ Trevor said gruffly as he sat the beer down in front of the girls. ‘Drink’ them,’ he demanded.Neither girl moved.‘He said, fucking drink the fucking beer bitch,’ the man from before snarled as he grabbed Leslie by the hair and pulled her head back. ‘Billy, give the girls a chance to drink it first,’ sneered Trevor, still eyeing up the girls. Both girls grabbed the bottles in front of them and took a small sip.‘What the fuck was that,’ the man named Billy said, grabbing Becky’s bottle.. He talked to me about how he loved being outside in nature. Things like that. It felt good and clean. Wholesome for a change."Curly, I don't want to go back to the apartment tonight. I want to stay with you. He stopped the horse now and said"Would you like to see where I live?" "I'd love it. "I answered back. "Well, C'mon, let's git!" and we traveled through some more trails until we reached a little wood cabin in the middle of nowhere. It was surrounded by a couple of trees and alot of bushes. ‘I hope to work in New York or London after I graduate in May.’ ‘English is too guttural,’ the matriarch declared. ‘French is a much sweeter language. That’s why I made sure all of you studied it.’ She turned to Van. ‘Donnez-moi le pain.’ Van methodically selected a roll, buttered it, and placed it on his plate. Then he asked Bo, ‘Would you like some more bread?’ His grandmother rose from her seat. The room hushed as she walked up to Van. She smacked him on the back of the head and took a roll.