Ya sub koch dhak kar muja saber na howa aur man phir aik movi laya aik condum b laya kiun main lun per condum dal kar muth marta , main ahbi apna kaam...shuroo hi kiya tha tu mahmoona ah gahee aur gusaa muja dhaka aur kaha ya kia kar raha ho tum main shermindagisa dir neecha kar diyaa us na kaha tum pata ha kitna bara guna ha ya , us na kaha tu shadi shda ho aur ab koi bachay b nahi hon , main tumhari biwi hon tu tum ya kis liya dhak raha hon kabi muja b dahka ha tum naa biwi lia hoti ha main. She was wearing a white top with black jeans . She was looking dam hot in it. So called her by name & said hello.I: hello kritika.She: hello joe.I: mein apki kafi der se wait kr rha huun.She : I am sorry , bache ghr pr jane hi de rhe the .I: koi ni its okay , tu abh bache kha h? She: abh m unhe unki muasi k.Yha drop krke ayi huin .I:okay . Khi pr jakar bahte h.She: koi dekh lega tu?I: ap btap kya kare phr?She:movie dekhne chle?I : hann yeh acha idea h .So we purchases the movie tickets of half. "Mom, is this a bad time?" "Nonsense, Brandon. I always have time for my favorite son." Seeing that I was her only child, I laughed at this. "Mom, I can't lie to you. This is something serious." Mom's brow wrinkled as I spoke those words. "Brandon, my dear. Is something wrong?" "No, Mom," I said to her. "Actually, everything is great, but I need to tell you something." Mom sat me down next to her and took my hands in hers. "What do you need, honey?" "Mom, I realized last night that Sasha is the. Brandon uttered “yes Mistress” again and crawled up onto the bed on hands and knees. There, stay there, Millie ordered. She patted Brandon on his right butt cheek and started stroking his bum and running her fingers along his butt crack. She got a stool and sat herself down, behind Brandon, like a farmer who is about to milk one of his cows. With her left hand she started massaging his butt and butthole, while with her right hand she grabbed Brandon´s hard cock and started milking it. This is.