Yours, ChrisFrom: JPBSeptember 3, 2006Did you review my re-write of BASWyou3? I'm thinking of grouping all of the stories and calling them The Christi...a Chronicles. Or how about The Continuing Adventures of My Favorite Slut Wife? You are, you know.Yours (God, don't I ever wish)BobFrom: ChrisSeptember 6, 2006Yes, I reviewed BASWC3 and I don't see anything that needs to change. After reading it I think I've been more than a little bit boring lately and I am falling below the bar I set for myself. We went on a back road as the light faded but I didn't have to turn on the headlights until just after we went through the last gate. I got out, opened the gate, went through, got back out and closed the gate, and then got back in. Instead of taking off right away, I stood in the front of the bus and spoke to the girls."I'm David Strom, my mother was Victoria Wilson Strom, Brother Jerome's older sister. Neither my mother nor I belong to Brother Jerome's church, although my mother felt about. Malcolm placed his hands on the back of her head. I tensed, ready to step in if Malcolm tried to force more of his cock into Hazel's mouth than she was comfortable with, but I needn't have worried, he just rested them there steadying her head. Hazel began to move her tongue round his knob in a circular motion, slowly moving her head lower. I watched as her lips opened wider and slowly took more of it into her mouth. I knew she wasn't going to be able to take it all but she managed to cover. Go deeper inside me and fuck me harder, Munna,” she panted. “Go ahead, Munna. Fuck my pussy as deep as you can and let my husband’s tiny cock know that I have been fucked by a monster cock!”So her husband Pannalal has a tiny cock, I thought. I started stroking her harder, making Gulabo shudder underneath me, as I really started nailing my cock into her throbbing pussy. At last, it was all the way inside her, buried completely inside in her pussy.Gulabo’s pussy was sucking and spasming on my.