Preity Zinta

I've got brown hair and a solid build. You may have heard of my as Slick Jack the Frost, self-named of course. I arrive quickly and leave you shaking and this, my friends, is my story. It was a thick winter as I trudged home from the gym. A stiff breeze blowing down Main Street; the cold stabbed through my layered jacket as I walked the 2 blocks to the parking lot. Hunching over, I tried to preserve as much heat as I cold as my black jacket proved impotent. I was just about to cross the street when the hail started. Within seconds, visibility has shrunk to only two or three feet in front of me. I tried to run across the street and reach safety as fast as I could but my first step was on black-ice and slipped reluctantly backward. I scrambled to get up, never seeing the faint light coming from the car before it slammed into me. I woke up in the emergency room, having just come out of a 5-month comma. Apparently, hot the freak storm that hit moments before I was struck by the car cleared seconds afterwards and they were able to rush me off to the nearest hospital where I was put into a medically induced coma in order for them to operate on, they continued to let me remain in stasis in order for my body to fix the remainder of my strenuous damage. I was released within the week but I was replaced at my job and my apartment's rent has backed been backed up to the point where I had to find a new place to live and move within a month. I remember sitting on my sofa on the first day I returned staring blankly at the wall, the house quiet as church mice. Everything had been going so well, I had just been promoted to branch manager for my company, making almost 6 figures a year. "I guess it was time to move out of this place anyways. It's been a couple of years since I moved to NYC." I thought as I finally prepared myself for my move. The next month was a flurry of activity as I packed up 3 years of my life and left for a house further away, I was in no way broke and had all the money to invest in a quaint little place an indian hour and a half away in New Jersey. At 29, I had made good use of my father's connections to pull myself up and through socio-economic brackets and was still rising. Until the accident, I was young, rich and stable. Now I was 2 out of 3, at least that's still a passing grade. I moved into a house in the middle of a culdesac with three other families. The Donalds, a recently married couple that has always lived in New Jersey. One was a pencil pusher in NYC while the wife desi worked locally at Soul Cycle. Then there is Alice Rogriguez, Jeanelle Eznol and Claudia Meng sharing a house to my right. Across the street is a little picture perfect family with two 5-year-olds. The Harrisons were young and loud, often inviting all of sexy us to cookouts. Our little culdesac was an amazing bath place to live. The previous owner of my house only left in order to move in with his family since his mother was sick. 5/5/2016 It's been another month since I was jobless and now I played with the stock market. Money has become steadier and better than back when I had an actual job. I ask. I still want to work with you and I also enjoyed our last session.” She nodded her head, her fiery locks dancing. Dad looked at her and she pushed him down prone on the couch. “How do you feel about ass?” she finally inquired. You just said you were a slut slave and this dress screams slut." “Um, I have a lot of reasons to be excited.” He said in awe. She says wrapping her fingers around his shaft and slowly moving up and bath down. You’re about 75% done. He kissed me softly then pulled the covers off us both. "I think it was good enough to get over three-hundred, Mom." Actually, it made perfect sense she came here, ain’t no place fancier than Appleby’s in this one-horse town. We were using our slaves. Michael was fulfilling every fantasy she'd had in the last few years. My hands slid up Siona's body as I fucked her. As he kissed me, Jim was undoing the buttons on hot my shirt, then my belt and zipper on my pants. Ok, you can do it!” I slept in my chair for a short while before going to the office for the sexy family meeting. I really, really wish I could stop time right now. Soon the payment was enough, as Jade too screamed over the edge, creaming over the cock and dripping indian down his balls onto the floor. Danny grabbed a handful of my hair. “You knew about the party?” I asked her. He cut my bound wrists and threw a desi card at me. Have the person you are working with agree to it… this is very important Over that two days, Lorlei began to kind of get closer and even more friendly. I did it without thinking, and only came to the realization when I tasted the concoction of his cum and my anal tang. “Does it feel good?” “Oh, not to us, well, yes, to us too, but we’ll get to that. Fucking sand, man; can’t do shit with it.” “Breed our daughter, big bro!” Maria howled, still gripped by her orgasm. My incestuous pleasure rippled out of my pussy. When all was about done, we sat ourselves in the sofa, me wearing fresh clothes while he wore his work clothes again, drinking some more beer with the TV on for some background noise. "You will be my queen?" he asked softly.