Mummy ny phone recive kia laken us sy pehlay mein b receiver utha chuka tha mein ny un ki darmiyan honay wali guftagu suni jis sy mery pairo talay zam...en nikal gaiRauf: jaanu kaisi ho?Shakeela: thek hun tum ny abi phone kyun kia?rauf: bus jaanu tumhari yaad aa rhe theShakeela: to bolo kya prob hy abh?rauf: janu tum ny kya socha us bary meinshakeela: bohet bary gandu ho tum brauf: dekho yeh idea tumhara b thashakeela: laken mujhy kya pta tha k tum maan jao gy Rauf: dekho aaj kal aisa hota hy aur. ”“Yes, Marge.” He dove into my cunt with zeal soon bringing me to another sensational orgasm. “Now, Gerald, drop those pants and sit here. I’m trading places with you. Not a word from you. Get up here and receive your blow job.” After that things were much better between us. Gerald still doted on us, but I had asserted my dominance again and we had a regular workout, often walking more than a mile. Two years later we had our third, another girl. I thought that perhaps we would try one. As he placed both feet on the ground by the door the girl leaned forward and hugged him tightly then whispered into his ear. The man nodded, still grinning widely, and then meandered off to the door leading into the gym.The girl went to the front of the bus and spoke happily to the small crowd of other girls and the older woman with them. They all cheered and slapped her back in congratulations. The girl smiled broadly, soaking up the positive reinforcement.It was then that the woman with them. After a month or so they finally came to India. I went to pick them up in my car. They were so happy to see me and so was I. I wanted to look like a good guy because they were like family to me but my inner side just couldn’t let me. I kept checking Dhun out whenever I would get a chance. DAYUM she is busty. Somehow chit chatting and mesmerized by her looks we reached my home.Everyone was so happy. My mom meeting her. It was like “jaise do bichde behne mil gayi ho” but Later she explained the.