Usne mere msg dekhne lagi. Thori der bat wo msg parkar thora thora hasne lagi. Me pucha ”kya hua” us ne kahi kuch nahi jab usne mera cell wapas di... to usne kahi 2mhare friend’s sab Gandu he kya?Me-“kyun pucha?Nisha- ” itni gandi gandi msg he ” tab mere dimag me khayal aya ki ha mere inbox me 2 jyada msg hi ganda heMe- “oo, to 2m isliye has rahi thiNisha- or nahi to kya”me- “kesa laga”Nisha-(muskra kar) badmash.Tab mene kaha usse v ganda cheej he mere pas 2 usne kaha “kya! 2 me ne kaha 2. I look down as her nylon covered legs wrap around me as the rip around her vagina continues to grow as my cock slides in and out. I begin to quicken my pace as I continue to assault her pussy. The sounds of her wetness echo in the room as her moaning increases, “faster!...fuck me faster." Katie begins to moan louder with each thrust of my dick and soon she her body is bucking against me as she continues to struggle against the handcuffs. Her glasses almost fly off of her face as I start. He greeted Valentine casually, but Edward was obviously focused on me, concerned perhaps as he took me by the hand and walked with me into the church."How do you feel?" he asked me, his voice echoing faintly through the empty basement."I feel good," I shrugged. "I'm getting used to it." Are you?" He paused, turning to look into my eyes, and I thought I saw some small sadness in his."Are we enemies now?" I asked him, half-joking, but serious too."No," he shook his head. "Just ... opposed in some. “Time” I said “for your little surprise.”Opening up the test tube, I gently grabbed one of the wasps with a set of tweezers. It buzzed angrily, its legs frantically flapping in the air. Walking over to the wooden horse, I parted the lips of Tara’s cunt, exposing her clit. I rubbed it, until it was throbbing. Tara was going almost insane, chanting “No” over and over again. I held her tight as I pushed the tweezers onto her most sensitive bud. This time the wasp was already angry and he.