“Look, David, if my wife didn’t have brains, we would live in a trailer somewhere. It is no secret that I had an accident that scrambled my brain ...ight after our last child. Since then, I’ve been working to stay ahead of my younger two as I relearn everything. Now you tell me that I know three different languages as good as six to eight-year-old in those countries?” he asked.“Yes. Reading and writing it takes more work,” I explained. “How I am teaching your children and how they taught you and. There were 3 of us in my family…my father, my mother and me. When we ate meals at the dinner table, my father would sometimes pull me onto his lap, slipping his hands under my shirt to squeeze my tits, and even pulling his cock out of his pants and making me stroke it. Once it was hard, he’d pull my shorts down to my knees, then lift me up, spread my legs with his hands, and set me down on his lap so that his stiff rod was shoved into my exposed pussy. Then he’d grab my hips and bounce me on. Aur gor say un kay chehre ko dekhney laga ta kay mahsoos kar sakoon kay woh jag rahee hain ya so rahee hain . Laiken jub un ki aankhain nahin heeleen tu mujhe sakoon ho gaya laiken phir bhi itmainan karne key liya main nay un ko zor zor say hila kar awaz di kay agar jag rahee hoin tu uth jain gi tu main koi bhana laga doon ga laiken woh nahin utheen tum mujhe sakoon howa . Actually meri bhabhi jub so jatee hain tu un ko uthana zara mushkil hi hota hai isi liya un ko sota dekh kar main khush ho. She cocked an eyebrow. "Hey, not being a pervert!" he said rolling his eyes. "Just being careful so you won't catch cold. You don't have to take off your underwear. Wrap the towel around you. I won't look. I'm going to be busy changing my clothes back here." With that, he moved away from the chairs and went to his bag. Lena listened to him fumble with his clothes. She put the towel on her lap. Then she reached for the bottom of her sweater. She lifted it slightly, stopping at her belly and.