Aur is taraah se mummy ne mujhe maza iya phli chudaayi ka aur uske baad to mummy ne bahan ko bhi mujhse hi chudaaya is taraah se ab hum bhai bahan saf... hai aur mummy papa bhi khus main to khta hoon ki har ma baap ko aisa hi karna caahiye warna aunty aap to jaanti hi hai ki caahe ladka ho ya ladki jahaan 15 cross kiya bas chudaayi ki bhook sataane lagti hai aur wo bahak jaate hai main to khta hoon ki aap bhi ravi ko ghar me hi jawaani ka maza ila do wo saala pata nahi kab se randibaazi me pada. Of course the women in my life didn’t appreciate them or their stink even a little, so my opportunities to fire one up were limited.I struck a sulfur match on the bottom of my chair and lit his cheroot, then lit mine. Neither of us said anything for a couple of minutes, as the blue smoke from the cigars wafted up towards the ceiling. Finally, Matt leaned back in his chair and gave a small sigh.“No warrant, of course, Judge Howard almost laughed in my face when I asked for one. Still, if you go. The room was full of heavy breathing and smelled like sex.Again, I asked you, "Are you okay or do you want to stop or take a break?" You looked up at me with glassy eyes, smiled and said, "Just a little bit more." You pointed to John, of big prick fame, and he came over to the bed. His erection was enormous. You pulled him up on the bed and pushed him on his back. You gestured to Don. He came over and you lubricated his cock with your juices. You straddled John cock and sunk down on it with a. Sandra and I waited in front of the big window waiting for the taxi to pull up. In no time at all a yellow cab pulled up. I held the door for Sandra to walk out. She walked over to the cab. I noticed the way the young black taxi man starred at Sandra as she walked outside. I didnt say anything until Sandra and I were both seated in the back seat. I guess you know we want to go the old police museum on Cordova Street. Yes I know Sir. The black taxi man said and pulled away from the curb heading.