His dress was pulled scrunched up in hiscenter, pulled down from his chest and pulled up over his stomach. Hisfake breasts were missing, too. Dried cu... was all over him. All over hisass, crotch, stomach, dress, hair, lips and nose, and his face. Most ofthe press on nails were missing. This was more than the work of the fatman. He looked so pretty earlier. Now, he looked liked he'd been beat upand gang banged.He slid his boots down the cushioned platform until his legs wererelaxed. His blue. Fir raat ko hamne dinner kiya or mami ji ki sasu ma apne kamre me chali gai mami ji ghar ka saaman sahi karne lagi or me jakar t.V. Dekhne laga. Kuch der baad mami ji bhi aa gai or mere saath beth kar t.V. Dekhne lagi.Kareeb raat ke 8:45 pm par phon ki ghanti bank or mami ji ne phone utha. Mami ji ne bataya ki phone unke husband ka tha wo aaj raat bahar hi rukane wale hai. Fir unhone kaha ” tum aaj raat bedroom me hi so lena tumhe coach par nahin sona parega ”Fir mene kaha ” par me kese..” “Koi. ’ Tony stepped through the door and down the stairs, the sound of the men, their laughter and ribald comments floating down after him. Lifting the plank of wood from the metal hooks that barred the door he opened it and stepped through. The girl sat on the bed whimpering when she saw him and she scooted back into the corner of the bed where it rested against the wall. ‘It’s ok…..I’m not going to hurt you.’ And he took out the foil wrapped piece of chicken he had in the leather jacket pocket. I could feel my staff grow again, but before that happened ... I stood up and walked over to my wife. I put my hand into her stream making it splash all over our daughter’s well developed chest. I brought my wet fingers to my lips and licked, making sure Sally heard my nasty moan. When her stream finally ended, I told Alice not to move, as I got to my knees. I buried my face between my wife’s legs and began to lick her pussy clean of her piss. She wrapped her hands in my hair and kept my face.