Aunty: itna,bhi oyar mat jata ki pati se jada tu pyara lag jae.Me: uncle to wese bhi kam pe hotehe he to apko pyar to muze hi dena hoga na.Aunty: to r...ka kisne he raj.Me: aunty ilove uhAunty: are budhu itni der q laga di me to gym me kitne bar tumhe dekh ke pagal ho jati huMe: sach me auntyAunty: haaa mere sweet bete.Me: aunty ap kitni pyari ho ji karta he din bhar apko pyar karu or kiss kar diya galpe.Aunty: are budhu… Unhonemera face pakde or galke jaga lips ke pass le gayu apne liozko…Ummh. "Once again it wasn't a scabby horse, it was a beef casserole that warmed up beautifully in the microwave oven, and I wolfed it down whilst reading the morning paper and trying unsuccessfully not to keep looking at Jill."She's lovely isn't she?" mum whispered as she took my empty plate away and giggled when I replied."Gorgeous mum, but not a patch on you." Flattery will get you everywhere." she laughed and kissed me again."Fancy a barbeque mum?"That was a silly question, but her reaction still. And while she was still my spirit, he settled behind her and buried his cock deep inside her wet Slivka. She almost choked by this unexpected thrill, but her boyfriend her already pumping evenly. Her body began to sway rhythmically and she still swallowed my penis sucking it with exactly the same speed with which her boyfriend rammed her Slivka. After a while it rose slightly from me and stood strong because Krasimir January gachkashe cool. A second later I saw her screams silently when she. How are you doing?” I asked my son.”Fine, mom, you really don’t weigh anything. No problem.”I looked over the TV at my husband do you have enough room to drive?I asked him and sure he answered. I could only see his head. Can you even see me? I laughed only your head, dear are you comfortable? I wiggled around on my son’s lap yea, I don’t mind this at all and I turned on the radio and I was listening to the music.I started to feel something hard. I reposition my ass, but it didn’t go away. I.