”He gets the Indian a tall mug of coffee... The Indian drinks the coffee down in one gulp, takes a selfie with his cell phone, then turns and blasts...the buffalo with the shotgun, causing parts of the animal to splatter everywhere and then just walks out.The next morning the Indian returns. He has his shotgun in one hand, pulling another male buffalo with the other.He walks up to the counter and says to the waiter:“Want coffee.”The waiter says “Whoa! We’re still cleaning up your mess from. Hum ne diner keya or hum tv dekhne lage, thodi der mai papa bole beta mujhe subhe jaldi duty par jana hai chalo so jao mai uth kar jane lega tabhi rema boli papa aaj mai aap ke paas so jao, papa bole keyo keya baat hai mai to jaise marne wala ho geya or yamraaj mujhe saaf dekhai dene lagay tabhi rema boli mamy nahi hai mujhe subhe jalde uth kar aap ka breakfast benana hoga, papa bole thik hai or mai roomn mai chela geyaor sochne lega bech geya Raj.Par man mai to mare choor tha ke rema papa ko. She kissed me back almost immediately. Keeping my left hand wrapped in her hair, I let my right slide down to grip her firm ass, eliciting a gasp. I started walking her back until we got to the back door of her car. I pushed her up against the car, still kissing her, our tongues battling frantically. I slid my right hand around and stroked her pussy thru the soft pants she had on. They were like full cover leggings, and let me have a good feel of her even with them on. She gasped again as I. Now we get to the part where things start to spiral, starting with a thong slip. At the party Makaela held a plate of cake in her right hand and was trying to text with her left hand but the phone slipped and fell to the floor. “Shit,” she said angrily. (she didn’t know her mom heard the profanity) She put the cake on a table and bent down to pick up her phone and her pink thong rode up as she bent. Her butt was outlined perfectly in the tight pants and drew everyone’s attention. Which is not.