. cannot express my gratitude sufficiently. You healed me when I was dying. I... Thank you...”“ ... Ship,” Jeff offered. “She prefers to be ad...ressed as Ship.”“Thank you, Ship. I know that you saved my life.”“You are most welcome, Aiko,” Ship quietly returned. “I am certain that we will become close friends.”The RetreatDiana and Jeff, walking behind the others, exited the fake building and made their way, arm in arm, toward the Retreat. “So, are you going to tell me?” he asked, laughter barely. Woh merey hontoon ko katney lagi thi.aour apney pairoon ki aidrhiyoon ko ouper kerkey mujhsey liptey ja rahi thi.meri zuban uskey hont choos rahi thi aour meri unglyaan uski choot ko tatool rahi thien.merey lund mienSey laisdar pani nikalney laga tha jo usney apni ungliyoon sey laga ker apn choot mien lagana shero ker diya.aour meri badri ungli ko apni choot mien dhakel diya.meri ungli uski choot mien asani sey chali gaye kiyoonkey merey lund key lubri cation ney usey phislna ban diya tha. Ab. "Mmmmgfff!" Byron answered in a muffled voice as he continued to suck harder and harder at his mother's steaming, juicing gash."ARRGHHH!" was Julie's only answer. She wanted to go on all night like this. She forgot about Gloria and Bertha. Jim was just someone in the past. All she could think of now was her son's hot, wet thick lips clamping and unclamping around her snatch-flaps and Paul's powerful hands milking and stroking her hot, twitching boobs. If there was a heaven on earth, this had to. The next day we went home and look up our local adoption agency and we found one that had two boys aged 11 names where Jamie Stone and Bobby Smith and they say the boys are like brother that they do everything together and they have a habit of dressing up in girl’s clothes so they don’t get adopted an less there get adopted together and my dad read this and said to “lets adopt them two so we can have daughters Jenny” with a smile on his face and half a hard on but I know what he meant by let.