Humare yahan sab chodu hai. Meri saas sasur nanad bhi aur to aur tum yakin nahi karoge mere sasur mujhe hafte mai tin char bar chod dalte hai. Eh sun ...ai mai aur uttejit ho gaya aur uski choot par dhkke marta hua bola, “aurrrrrrrr didi aap ki saas?” Didi boli, “mujhe pata hai teri nazar meri aas par hai. Chudwa dungi usko bhi tujh se tere lund dekh kar to wo pagal ho Jayegi.” Mai bola, “sach didi? Aur baton na apni family ke bare mai bada maza aa raha hai tujhe chodte hue sunne mai hhhhiiiiiii. But yes, it’s my turn to have a few days off and let other people fill-in if a story breaks.”“Good.”“Hey, how do you know I’ve been on every day?”“Are you serious? You think I don’t have your show on all the time? I always keep track.”“Wow, David. I don’t think I knew that.”He began softly rubbing her ankle.“What can I say, Mom? You’re easy to look at.”“Oh, shut up.”“By the way, you should wear more sleeveless tops on the air.”“Why?”“Because you have beautiful arms.”“For my age ... Isn’t that. She put her hands on my chest and I pushed into her as she found our rhythm and we fucked slowly as people began to yell encouragement. Then another guy stepped up, this one probably in his thirties, and unhooked her bra, saying "I wanna see those tits! " she shrugged out of it, and he tossed it down. "Oh my god, those are fuckin' hot! Jesus! I'm sorry, but I've got to feel those! " I looked at her, aware that somehow, that might be crossing a line for her, but she just kept. Neil at Tetly’s never saw her either, he also got letters on his desk about her investments or making a suggestion on cargo or a new venture.Molly and Henry never said a word to anyone but they knew when she had been home because there would be a new stack of books waiting for him in the library or a bag full of yarn for Molly and always a note saying how pleased she was at how happy the house felt. Horse always proudly showed off his foals, or they would sit talking about this horse or that.