Uncle Pat and Aunt Clair were married for four years when she decided that she had enough and she walked away, taking Cherry with her. It was a littl...e after one in the afternoon when the phone ringed, it was the New York State Police calling to inform Uncle Pat that his ex-wife had been kill in a car crash and that their f******n-year-old daughter was safe, but she was alone and needed her dad. The next day Uncle Pat and Aunt Barbara flew to this small town in upstate New York, that is where. Syrup meri gardan se behta hua mere stanno ke beech se hote hue meri chut tak jaane laga. Aur neeche meri gaand tak jaake neeche zameen par tapak raha tha. Mere aadhe jism ko chocolate se bhigone ke baad usne container side mein rakh diya. Aur apni jeebh se chocolate ko chaatne laga.Usne mere jism ki har woh jagah chaati, jaha tak chocolate pahunchi thi. Jab woh meri chut chaat raha tha, to excitement ke maare meri chut se paani ki pichkaari nikal gayi. Woh meri chut ka saara paani pee gaya aur. I asked a girlfriend about him and found his name was Craig and he went to the same college as us, funnily I've never seen him there. When I got home I had a quick shower and check myself out in my bedroom mirror. Although not tall, I'm only five two, my body is pretty good. My boobs are a generous 'C' cup, I have slim hips of thirty five inches. I turned sideways to look at myself from the side; my waist had recently expanded up from twenty two to twenty-four inches, all those college burgers. I had no idea how long I was standing there when the cell door was unlocked and Jennifer re-appeared holding a long black woollen scarf and some other bits and pieces in her left hand. She checked that I was okay and explained how turned on she was having a man dressed in a wool sweater dress and tights, shackled to her cell wall. Jennifer then explained that it was nearly 5pm. She was going to bath and pre-pare dinner. If I was in agreement, she wanted to leave me imprisoned until seven, when.