Phir aunty ke kya sarri pahni thi red silk color ki silky sarre maine itna dhaya nhi diya kyu ki mai aunty ke bare mai kabhi bhi glat nhi sochta Tha ...ai aunty ko bike mai le jane laga aur aunty ko market le aaya aunty ne kuch ghar ka saman liya aur phir aunty ke shop mai gyi jaha panti aur bra milta tha mai shop ke bhar hi ruk gya aunty boli Rahul kya huva mai bola aunty aap hi jaiye aunty bolo chalo na koi dekat nahi hai aunty ke sath ander chala gya aunty ne shop keeper se kuch panti aur bra. She ate two I ate the remaining ten. She poured me wine, and then the magnificent rice prawns. More like prawns with rice. Instead of serving herself she did what he knew I liked when we were married. She went under the table, she returned to take me dick out of my pants and sucked me slowly, licked my cock, sucked it deeper, only the tip of my hard cock first and them all the way as she knew I liked. I continued to eat slowly and relaxed. I Helped myself of some more wine. Everything was good.. " His baby juice?" Must have been." I wish I'd done that to Biminak," said Charlie."You like him don't you?" said Becky."Mmmm, he doesn't say much but he made me feel safe. He knows some basic English words. Every few miles he'd squeeze my leg and say, "Charlie okay?" I taught him quite a few words as we went along - sun, trees, deer, horse, hand, leg, hair, sky and he taught me the Apache words. Kneel down and I'll wash your hair."As Becky knelt in the water, Charlie said, "Want to do. He was about to cut material over nipple but I stopped him and somehow save my nipppee to pop out.Diary, I said to my son- you embellished me superbly, now I’ll paint you. And I jumped on my son’s lips. I showered hundred and hundred bequest of kisses on my 19 years baby boy’s lips and cheeks. I painted all his face with my lipstick. His face glowed with my saliva coated lipstick. We hug each other and rolled many times on bed. Some time son was over me and some times I was over him. My chignon.