Aaj hum dono ek dusre k saath bhut khush hain aur khub ekdusre ki chut gand lund bobe sbka bhut dhyan rkhte hain mere pure mohalle mein meri chudakkad...jaanu ka chrcha rhta hai her koi uska naam lekr apni biwiya rndiya aur toh aur apni gali ki kutiyaa tk ko khub choodtaa hai lekin mujhe khushi hai aisi mahan chut ka lund aisi moti mast gaand ka baal aur aisi kali chuchiyon ka chucha hone ka humari gali Mein hall toh yeh hai ki dhoop mein sukhti huyi uski bra panty tk log chura le jaate hain koi. "Fred 'n' Oi're 'ere."Having confirmed their identities she served the summons and then disappeared to visit Jean for the same reason.There was a buzz of conversation. Mike, still wearing nothing but a singlet despite a cold east wind, suggested James open a book."With three of them that might become a bit complicated," he said."Nah!" said Mike scornfully. "Only on Marty. 'E's the only one as might get put away. The bet'd be on the length of sentence an' if 'e don't get put away the money goes. He noted the terror in her eyes and bent down very close to her. "If you were a good girl, I wouldn't have to do this to you," he admonished her. "It's your own fault. Maybe next time you will do what I tell you to do without question."Resigned, she braced herself for the paddling, her butt raised up high in submission, knowing that she couldn't stop him. She would suffer her fate and take her punishment. She felt his hands on her hips, gripping tightly, knowing that her skirt had already. "And still growing," she replied with a grin, "my 34 inch 'B' cup bras are so tight now, I shall probably need a 36 with a 'C' soon." Show me," he requested. Her hands un-buttoned her white blouse and removed it and then turning to show him her generously filled bra."Yeah see what you mean," he said, "you're getting as big as mum." Well as long as you like them, I'm happy," she smiled at her brother, "Would you like to touch them," she offered, her voice starting to become breathless."Sure.