Me bola hum jarur milenge 4-5 ghante tum aaram se so jao kyuki fir tum rat tak so nahi paogi. Wo boli Hi hai jaldi aao.Karib 11 baje me uske ghar paho...ha bell bajaya usne door open kiya aur kya batau yaro kya maal lag rahi thi meto tabhi hosh kho betha tha fir usne ander bulaya aur paani diya fir mene yaha waha ki bate ki aur usko bola apna ghar nahi dhikhaogi to usne bola chalo dikhati hu hall to dekha Hi tha fir kitchen store room vagera dekha fir mene bola bedroom kaha hai usne bola chalo. “Oh dear...” His eyes followed mine to my bed which was strewn with all kinds of lingerie. I had laid out a bunch of different things before deciding on what to bring over to visit you and Emma at your brother’s. He stopped dead in his tracks and I saw him gulp as we both looked at the array of corsets, nylons, panties and bras strewn across the bed. The kid had probably never seen this much sexy underwear in one place other than the Victoria’s Secret catalogue stuffed under his bed.“Oh silly. Under Olivia’s skirt a little black thong was revealed. She felt Paul’s heart race as he trembled with anticipation over her half naked body. She placed her hand on the press stud of his jeans and recognised his intentions were there. She slipped the material away from the jeans and pulled the fly down in a slow motion to tease him, she sniggered as his Tigger Boxers were revealed but insisted that she liked them as not embarrass him. She forcefully tugged away at the Jeans until they collapsed. " Oh, Anthony please," said Mrs. Baker, turning on the charm. Once yourgranddaughter comes back, I'll whip her up something just as fancy ifyou'd like." You're the best, Doris," said Anthony before squeezing his walkie talkiespeaking. "Hello central, all clear and good at Mrs. Baker's residence.Looks like we'll have to keep searching for our vandal." Well, you'll search again later," said Mrs. Baker, pointing towards thekitchen. "Come sit and have your coffee. I'm heating up a fresh apple pieI.