Me roj bike lekar duty jata hun.ek deen ki baat he.me duty jene ko nikal pada fir 1 k.m ke baad ek ladki ne mujhe lift mangi to bike rok kar pucha kid...har jana he to woli ki medical jana he to mene bola thik he medical mere compani ke pass he me chod dunga to wo beth gayi aur chalpada .hamar bich kuch bhi nahi tha. Bike me jate samay me unku pucha .medical me kiya kam he to wo boli me ek nurse hun.mene apna naam batya unka naam pucha.naam Mansi.wo boli tum har roj is time me jate ho to mujhe bhi. So many questions ran through my mind. I almost texted Trina to ask for pictures, but I didn't.It was now November; 'dinner' was scheduled for Thanksgiving. I'd turned nineteen in October, so I guess I was 'legal.' Since the invitees were all single, it seemed like a good idea. Hang out and whine about not having an SO, eat turkey and enjoy the day. I'd probably be the gofer getting drinks and helping Mom with the turkey. Each lady was to bring a side dish of her choice. We had plenty to drink. Her moans became louder, her climax intensifying, when suddenly, he stopped She gasped for breath and looked down at him, taking in the satisfaction on his face. He grinned and said, ‘My turn.’ He grabbed her by the hips and threw her into the spacious backseat of his car, clambering after her. She was too weak to move after what he’d done to her just then. She wanted to move her legs, to spread them, to wrap them around him, but she was powerless He grinned and commanded, ‘Top, off. Now.’ She. For the first time I saw the look of the petulant child. The way that she spoke reminded me of a child not a teenager. 'Of course, this will in some ways act as a restraint and get her used to being a little girl and dependant on you,' replied her father holding up what looked like a skin colored rubber suit.Abigail smiled. 'Thanks Daddy,' she said.'OK lets get her into this and you will be able to play with your dolly Darling'.As her father unzipped the suit at the back for the first time I.