Liking her immediately, I asked her for a date and was accepted.The Thanksgiving holiday saw us married. Babies soon followed, John Jr., and then Mind... only eleven and a half months later. Linda had her tubes tied stating that I was a "college dropout" and they never could afford more children. In fact it became a habit when she introduced me to say, "This is my husband John. He is a college dropout, but he has a good job."The kids always heard this too, and it made it seem in their eyes as if. I just wanted to be carried home in his arms and taken advantage of. He kissed passionately. My neck, my quivering lips, and I let out a small moan. I had no idea what was happening, but it felt so right. My hands explored his body, pushing and caressing his full figure -- his belly pushing out on his shirt, filling the space and his strong chest -- I could feel his nipples through his shirt, large, plump and erect. I wanted him to have me. His hands were soft and forceful all at the same. ?”, maine rote huye kaha “please muz chod do..”. wo haste huye boli “nahi pille ye nahi ho sakta.. aur tumhara reward ye hoga ki tum mere chut mais aur ras pioye.. yane ki meri susu… hahaha..”, what the helll.. mai kafi daar gaya.. rote huye mai bola.. “malkin please ais mat karo.. mai apki koi bhi agle baat manko tayar hoo.. please muze kisis ka susu nahi pina.. please..”, wo aur hasne lai.. usne bola agar tum ye nahi karna chahte to tumhe apni didi ka susu pine padegi.. bolo manzur hai..???”. Wo aunty ke kapde apne kamre mein le gaya maine uske kamre mein dekha to wo Aunty ki panty smell kar raha tha main hairaan ho gayi kyonki sab ke samne babloo rohan ki mummy ko apni mummy jaisa batata tha fir wo aunty ko bola ki aunty press kaam nahi kar rahi hai wo aunty se bola ki chaliye balcony mein khade hote hain main bathroom mein naha rahi thi mere bathroom ka roshandaan balcony mein khulta hai to mujhe babloo aur kotian aunty ki sab baat sunai de rahi thi aunty babaloo ko bBata rahi thi.