Unka fig. 34-28-36 hai. Unki height kuch 5’6 ho gi mujhe unki gand bahut pasand hai jab bhi woh mere ghr mein aati thi or main unki gand dekhta tha ...oh mera lund khada ho jata tha. Ek din mere ghrwalon ko kis kaam se bhara jaan pad raha tha toh unhone mere ko bola ki unko 2-3 din lag jayenge toh tu aunty ke ghr khana kha lena maine bola thik hai. Toh shaam ko aunty ne khane pe bulaya maine unke ghr ke gate pe khada tha ki meri najar aunty par gayi woh or unka husband mera intazaar kar rahe the. I wish I could say that I 'melted' into his arms and lost my sense of self.But in truth, I was humiliated to the core.His lips were scratchy, and his tongue was huge and aggressive.And this was my best friend! All the things which we had done together! Playing basketball, going to strip clubs, comparing the tits of movie starlets, discussing careers, betting, competing, gamesmanship.And here he was, with his tongue thrust down my mouth, wriggling it around, and with a hand on my ass, squeezing,. Her skirt was short, inches above her knees and her shirt was fitting, landscaping her teen-age breasts, which appeared large enough to fit the palm of my hands. “Oh my God! Stacie? Is that you?” I grinned. She was not blindfolded. A thick black velvet bag was snugly pulled over her whole head, with its drawstrings pulled tight and tied off around her creamy neck. She was nodding her head furiously, twisting her young body against her bonds. She was heaving heavily, being hard to breathe. "The Judge said he would allow it.Bob look at June and said, "Using the definition I have read to you and knowing Mary for all these years - you are under oath - would you consider Mary to be a slut?"The room became totally quiet. June looked back at Mary and then over to Dan and then replied, "Absolutely NOT! She is the kindest, nicest person I have ever met." Then she added, "With God as my witness!"Bob said, "No more questions for this witness."The prosecution rested. They weren't allowed to.