Uncle= kuch soch rhi thi aap.Mummy= karan ke bbare me hi soch rhi thi.Uncle= han uski padhayi likhayi sab kuch .Mummy = mere account me to sirf 40-500...0 honge itane me karan ki padhayi ka kharcha ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,Uncle= aap karan ki padhayi likhayi ka kharche ki chinta mat kijiye uska pura kharcha mai karunga. Aakhir mera ab hai hi kon !Mummy= kabtak aap uthate rahange sara kharcha. Apne rahne ke liye diye yahi bahut hai mere liye. Mai kahin kaam karne chali jaungi.Uncle = nhi pushpa. Mummy uncle. But then she said she is also very tired so she will go ahead with beer. I was happy and got 6 beers for both of us and here we cheer and started sipping the beer.After 1 beer she was a little high and our talks converted to private. She asked about my family and told about her family. To step ahead I started the healthy flirt-Me- I didn’t think I will be lucky that such a lovely lady will be with me as my co-passenger and will even sip beer with me.She- Haha, really sir?Me-Yes, btw I am. .. weak knees... the world spinning... Vague sounds from thedistance... "Lucy, Lucy!" Repeated light and darkness. BrandonOregon as a pretty lady in a bikini.Feeling air pulses on my face, I realized that it might be a good ideato breath. I took a long, slow, deep breath -- something I learnedyears back to do just before tests.I heard various sentence fragments: "... think she's recovering..." ... blue screen of death..." "...major-league crush..." "... I thinkshe'll be okay."Someone. Carl lost no time thrusting into her and burying his cock completely. She grimaced as the enormous phallus entered, then moaned passionately as the feelings engulfed her. Ben placed his cock next to her head. Carl was already beginning to stroke inside her as Ben gently touched her head and applied pressure. She looked at Rudy a moment more, before she succumbed to the pressure and turned her head to Ben’s purplish member. She slipped the long cock into her mouth and began sucking on it. .