Getting StartedI could see her watching me get settled as I centered myself on the towel. I closed my eyes again and tried to forget all about Susan being less than 3 feet away from me, watching my every move. I spread my legs apart, comfortably. Uske chutad bht bade aur gol hai..Vo jab bhi chalti hai to sabki nazar uski gand pe hi hoti hai. Vo zyadatar patiala salwar pehenti hai..Jisme uski gand aur bhi mast lagti hai. Vo jab bht sadak pe chalti hai to salwar uski gaand me fast jati hai to sab use hi taadte rehte hai.Mere papa ke dost jab ghar aate hai to maa randiyo ki tarah taiyar ho jati hai. Vo red kapdo me bht maal lagti hai. Mere kai dost bhi meri maa ki gand dekh k mutth maarte hai. Yha tak ki mera apna cousin bhi maa ko gandi. “Please don’t do this! Oh please I’ll do anything; just don’t hurt me!” Ann screamed these words and many others like them, but only she could hear them, for the gag transformed her words into only semi discernable and disconnected syllables. At that moment Ann caught in the face of her tormentor something that chilled her to the bone. In his face she could see that even though her words were muffled he knew full well what she was saying and what she wanted. He had heard it thousands of.Read More
