.kehnay lagi boht dard horaha hai ,,bahir nikaloo…uski yea baatien sun kar mein vehshat mein agaya aur kaha,,abi tu lun daal kar he cheeein aey gamu...jhe…aur sath he apna mushroom jaisa topa uski gand per rakh kar Jhatka mara usnay apnay hath say lun nikalnay ke boht koshish ke. The penis head slipped in her ass and she cried but her mouth was gagged and could not screem. Her asshole was so tight that my penis could not enter smoothly. I then pulled my penis out and went to kitchen got some ghee. Master had them focus more closely on the man’s trace. The man had eaten bacon that morning and his skin smelled of spiced sausage and musk, with just a hint of vanilla. They memorized that scent all over again. Fixated on it. It was their target. Master instructed them to always be on the lookout for that scent. For their prey. They obeyed. The bitch’s scent was of less concern to Master, but He had them all keep her scent in mind, too, and look for it. Master moved them to a new home that. The Emir intended to use it as a standard means of execution, instead of strangling. Once he was sure it would work it would be used in front of some of the more rebellious women and then they would fall in line.At about five feet from the ground in the centre of one wall he had a ring bolt firmly inserted in the wall. It was tested as being able to bear a one ton weight or pull without becoming dislodged. Exactly opposite a pulley was fixed to the wall and tested to two tons pull. Below the. He looked excited. "You're back. C'mon in." Where're all the pussies?" I moved inside and he shut the door behind me."Mom and Suzy are invited at her friend's birthday." He smiled at my pun. Then he gestured me, his eyes were again gleaming with excitement, and his grin turned to a crooked one. "Come with me. I wanna show you something."I followed him silently. He did not go upstairs; rather he took me to his mother's room. I had been to Michelle Wongs room on some earlier occasions. It was a.