Unki moaning se mujhe aur mza ane lga aur main uko 10-15 min tak choadta rha wo 3 baar discharge ho chuki thi main bhi hone wala tha maine mami se pus...a kha nikalu to unho ne muh ki taraf ishara kia maine jldi se lund ko mami k muh me daala aur dakke lagane lga fir mera maal unke muh me hi bhar gya wo bhi sara maal pee gyi.Fir hum kuch der vese hi pde rhe main fir se mood me aane lga maine mami k boobs pkad kr katne lga mami chilane lgi matt kro aaahh harrryy matt kr bhenchod sale dard hota. “And now, breed your mother” She whispered.Suddenly, I heard snoring sound of my dad as he turned around. Carefully, I adjusted myself between my mother’s legs and placed my drilling ram against her honey hole. Slowly and silently, I made way into the gates of heaven and began doing my duty.“There you are son, fucking you mother like a man, yes! Claim me beta, make me your’s…Love me” Soon, she began gently moaning.“Ahhhh,…hmmm..darling hubby, look…look who is fucking your wife, look at this. Actually, I hope he never knew it. I'd hate to think he intentionally farmed out my most personal, heartfelt song to a singer who regarded subtlety and poignancy as foreign languages.If it was just about a rock band, who cared, right? I couldn't speak up, so I lost the argument. Donna sang the song. I just put my heart and soul into my piano part and tried to ignore what Donna was doing to my lyrics. It instantly became our most loved song. We closed every show with it. I suppose I should have. She built her business empire from scratch. Ruthless, she made billions but money isn't enough. She's a megalomaniac. She is behind much of the crime in the city, regularly recruiting villains to carry out her bidding. She cooks up diabolical schemes. Her genuis and sheer drive made you wary of this woman. She wants her name to go down in history as the woman who ruled the world.You'd finally jailed her three years ago. It felt good to defeat her as she was beginning to pose a massive threat to.