The final one was driven in behind the knuckles between the first and second finger. Finally they drew the sticks together with a line of his blood. M...aking the point together.They repeated the process with his left hand. Stopping for a few moments, Grandfather told Annie that this ritual was generally carried out on the tribes attackers that did it in a cowardly fashion. The Christians had tried to banish the treatment, but they always found a way to perform it. I am doing this now and teaching. .and I stopped..I had many girls in life,I've made almost everyone of them cum, with my hands and mouth of course but at least I made them cum..I've even made a girl cum with my dick,but...the first time we talked about sex she told me she wished I was a bit thicker because she was used to that..and the first time she came on my dick she was unbelivably surprised and later told me "maybe it's just the right size to hit a specific spot"...(If anyone who read this have some knoledge please. I’m 35 years old.”“Then there’s nothing wrong in calling you aunty.” I winked at her.“You!” Sangeeta scooted closer to me and started slapping on my thighs playfully.“Oww… ok ok, what do I call you then?” I asked her, blocking my thighs with my hands, and interlocking my fingers in hers.“Just call me ‘Sangeeta'”“Okay, Sangeeta aunty.” I said, winking at her mischievously.“You naughty!” Sangeeta pounced on me, trying to free her hands from mine. But I was tightly gripping her hand in mine, and. She explained me her situation that its Ganesh festival so all the buses going to Mumbai are cancelled and she was stuck in the middle of her journey to her home. I guess she sensed that I am not courageous enough to ask about her family and she started telling it. She dictated that she got married to a guy 6 months back and he is employed in some big shipping company. She said she never wanted to leave her job as it makes her feel independent. I kept listening to all her talks as if I.