Par maine apne aap ko kaabu me karte hue unse sorry bola or kaha ki mujhe maaf kar de vo boli thik hai . Poore din mai vahi sochta raha or apne aap ko...kosta raha ki hath me aaya maal udd gya . Par dosto bhagwan ko kuch or hi manjoor tha us din .Usi din shaam ko india and australlia ka match tha to mai himmat kar ke bhabhi ke room me gya or vo bilkul normal lag rhi thi to maine bhabhi se kaha aaj match hai or vo jaanti thi ki mujhe cricket ka shauk hai toFir mai and bhabhi match dekhne laga .. ”He sipped from his. “I see what you mean. It’s a lot smoother. Straight from the bottle it’s like drinking rocket fuel.”“Mmm ... I’m feeling it already. Feels really good.”“I’m feeling it more than usual myself,” he said. “I have to be careful. I’m reaching the age when too much alcohol can impair my performance.” He stroked her face. “I suspect that alcohol improves your performance.”She kissed his lips. “I love making love with a buzz on.”Glenn drained his glass and set it on the end table.. "Oh yeah, take it Rachel, you dirty whore," Mike moaned, "You love it don't you? Giving your pussy and mouth up completely to men, being a slutty, cock loving whore! Oh God, oh fuck, yes!" After a while of this, Liam pulled out of her mouth and sat up on the bed, "Come on then Rachel, you slut, I want a go at that nice little arse of yours." Once again, my mother was eagerly obliging, standing up and sitting astride his lap, facing away from him and towards me so she gave me a flash of her full. Of course, that involved lots of caressing and squeezing, the girls giggling as their nipples crinkled up taut and poked through the thin fabric.Pam walked up, an evil grin on her face. "Do you girls know what I'm in the mood for?" What?" Twinspeak.Pam leaned over and folded her arms around Karen, pulling her up off my leg. "I'm gonna munch on a munchkin!" Karen squealed, laughing, as Pam hugged her from behind. A minute later her squeals turned into moans as my wife spread the teenager on a.