Ei meri randi Didi mere lund tere chut me ghusaa hai bahut garm hai re chut teri tujhe mazaa aarahha hai naa bol saali Mom ab zor zor se haampne lagi ...hi usne kas kar Bhima ko pakad rakhi thi aur bol rahi thi hhhmm mazaa Haarrrhhaaaa tera bahut mota bahut bada hai aahh. Dhakke ki badhaate hue Bhima mera aaaaaahhh kya mota aur bada hai saali bol. Mom machhli ki tarhaa tadapti hui boli tera lund haaii meri chut phat raha hai uuuiiimaaa kitna maota lundddd aaahhh mmmaiiennn mmmrrr gaaaiiyyii.. " Mrs. Potter?" Kathy asked with genuine surprise. "I didn't think she'd let anyone stretch her sphincter, except her husband." Even an unusual woman like Mrs. Potter has to pay homage to a heroine like 'O, '" Mommy explained. "She wouldn't be free to do what she does if 'O' hadn't lead the way." Oh, I see." She gave Mommy a big kiss and surrendered herself to exploration. It wasn't long before the look-a-likes were so entwined that it was hard to tell where one ended and the other began, even. Waiting for him to come out of surgury. I was there first, because i was the one that was with him at the time of the accident. Waiting for him family to arrive, i was curious and anxious to see if he was oke too.After 15 long minutes his mom(Linda from now on) arrived. A 42 year old woman, that was still pretty fit being a yoga instructor. She was also a really kind a gentle woman, and in absense of my own mom had always helped me and invited me to their home with open arms. She rushed over. Sarah said she usually had a black eye and bruises. One night she’d had enough of the abuse and talked back to Jesse to which he just opened the car door and pushed her out and drove off.She was now on her own. She thought about calling me but figured there was no way I’d take her back. My hotwife was now a d**g addicted street whore. She found a way to feed her habit though. There was a run down apartment on the Southside managed by a Jamaican man named Trenton. It was basically a crackhouse..