She could hear a primal grunt emanating from her throat as she came even harder than before.John stood up and turned her to face the wall, the cold pl...ster pressing against her still aching nipples. She could hear him frantically tearing at his clothes, desperate to press his naked body against hers. His hands slid between the wall and her breasts, grasping them hard, his manhood pushing against the crevice between her bum cheeks. He kissed her neck passionately and she felt him go down. Bhabhi ka full sa komal tan meri uper tha or me ush tan se khel raha tha ush ko baho me jar se daba ke bhich ne laga wo mast the or jyada mast hone lage. ab dono ke liye cantrol karna mushkil ho gaya tha is liye ab be hatasha hum ek duje ko chatne lage kiss karne lage jor jor se baho me bhich ne lage.pure sej par par fir ne lage kabhi bhabhi meri uper to kabhi me bhabhi ke uper yeshi tufan machadi sej par ki dhodi der bad dono thak gaye or thoda sanse thik karne ko ruke ish bich me bhabhi ki. *1. The Congressional HearingCharlotte Chalker checked her reflection in the restroom mirror. Not badfor forty, she thought. She was dressed in a sharply-tailored pinstripedskirt suit, with medium height heels and understated make-up. She lookedelegant and professional, which was good. This wasn't her first timebefore a panel of Congressmen and women and she knew from experiencethat presentation was important.The door opened and a female page stuck her head in."They're ready for you now, Dr.. As I moved through the air I did get a cooling sensation. I passed my sister's room and was halfway to mine when I stopped. I remembered what I'd been thinking when she interrupted me. I went back to the top of the stairs and called down to her. There was no answer so I figured she was gone.I went back to her room and peeked in. It was the usual disaster area. Books, magazines and clothes were strewn all over. The bed looked like the WWF had held a meet there. I leaned over and took an.