Bilkul madona ki taraha. Usne ekdum dark lipstick laga rakhi thi, ek dum heavy makeip kar rakha tha , ear me 1 ki jagah ab 4-4 piercing karwa rakhi th...i. Aisa lag raha tha wo jaise professional whore ho. Maine jab use dhyan se dekha tho me shock rah gaya, usne eyebrow pierce karwa kar vaha par ring pehn rekhi thi. Wo mere paas ayi aur kiss karne lagi aur boli , hello mr. Me kaisi lag rahi hu, are u happy dear.Me ekdum tom boy lag rahi hu na. Mujhe uske muh se smoking ki aur whisky ki smell ayi.. ‘Bambi Lynn Smith’, ‘I’m sorry,’ I thought. Well, she was out of my life. . . .or so I thought. It was while I was eating my lunch a couple of days later, that the phone rang and a bawling Bambi Lynn said, ‘Can you come and help me?’ I left immediately and met Bambi on the front porch of the house. She was alone. . . .she and all her possessions. ‘I’ve gotta leave, they’re throwing me out,’ she cried. ‘I don’t know, I don’t have enough money for a motel.’ she said. We talked. . .really talked. There was disease, bad food, poisonous snakes, accidents, and fights that could turn deadly. Yes, the workers had a doctor and a crudehospital of sorts but this was 1898, and by our standards the best care in a hospital in London was poor so it’s easy to imagine what the medical care was like in the Tsavo back then. Then add in the medicine we take for granted today, and a simple scratch could get infected and kill a worker in a few days. And the high mortality rate, three a day and sometimes. I started to thrust in and out as we kissed Frances bit my lip softly as she gasped she was soaking, my cock was coated in her juices rolling around the bed I sucked her hard nipples biting them making her moan more and more, pulling out and turning her over I slipped my cock back into her pussy, and started to fuck her hard “Oh god James fuck my pussy” as my cock slipped in and out, Frances moaned and groaned louder and louder saying she was Cumming burying her head in the pillar, she screamed.