Ghoste laglam sei jaiga te amar haat ta. Didi aro jore amake chepe dhorlo, thik jeno pishe amake dhukiye nite chaiche nijer modhhe. Ami top take pith�...�er opor dike uthate laglam. Opposite dike ekta mirror chilo, seta te didi’r khola pith ta dhire dhire prokash pete laglo. Ekta somoy dekha gelo didi’r bra’r back portion ta. Just ekta hook kono mote dhore rekheche didi’r oi huge mai guli. Ebar ami haat ta aste aste pith theke samne’r dike ante laglam, top take samne’r dik theke tule didi’r bra’e. Usake bad mai ek hath ko usake boobs par le jakar usake boobs ko aisa masalane laga jaise ki jaise ki mujhe janat mil gaya haiAur oatho ko aram aram se dhere dhere chusane laga wo dhere dhere siskariya lene lagiIsi dauran mai usaki kamij ko utha kar boobs ko bra se bahar nikal kar apane oatho se chusane laga aur hath ko usake salwar ke andar dalkar usaki panty ko utha karUngali ko usake chut me dalkar andar bhar karane laga wo josh me siskariya lene lagiKuch der bad usaka liquid nikal gaya aur. Connors.” He had a deep, resonating voice, the kind that could carry a distance and made him sound authoritative. He held out his hand to shake. “I am Steven Van Dusen, the family attorney.”I crossed the room and shook his hand.“Please, have a seat,” He said. He waved at a pair of green leather armchairs on my side of the desk as he sat down.I pulled one a bit closer to the desk and sat down.He opened a folder and sifted through the papers inside. “I have been the family lawyer for a very long. Considering the morning wood I was sporting, that was good. I staggered to the open door and stuck my head out. I checked left and right, and felt for a moment that I was in an FBI sim. I walked across the hall to the bathroom and found all my stuff spread out around the sink.That was nice of them. Somebody was taking care of poor old Dad.I clicked the lock, and tried the flying Superman pose as I leaned against the wall, trying to point the reluctant member down toward the bowl. Eventually I.