Aaj hum mana nahi karenge kisi chiz ke liye.” Dadaji meri mummy ki bate sunke garam ho rahe the. Woh dhire dhire meri mummy ke galo ko gale ko kano ...o chume jaa rahe the. Dadaji ne pucha, “Moot ke aayi ho na, Kanchan?”Mummy ne kaha, “Haan kiye the aane se pehle.” Dadaji ne kaha, “Theek hai, bich mein jane nahi denge. Bhale tum aaj humare bistar pe moot do humko koi dikkat nahi hoga.” Hanste hue mummy ne halki thapki lagai kahi, “Aap bahut gande hai.”Dadaji ne hanste hue kaha, “Gande nahi hai. .you were supposed to take me every which way you wanted. But instead you share a fucking cocktail with my boyfriend?” She rolled her eyes exaggeratedly. “Whatever. If neither of you can be real men, I guess I’ll just have to do it for you.” She stated, reaching her free hand down to cup his balls, before sliding it further, her entire hand disappearing into his briefs. “What the-” He started “Quiet. You know what I’m doing.” She growled. “I know what girls like you are into,” She breathed, a. The other hand was running her centimetre long nails up and down the inside of one thigh.I took my cock in hand and held it still, squeezing rhythmically, aimed right at her face.We held this position for nearly a minute, my cock rising fully to attention, and Mary's pelvis now pumping up and down in time to her moving fingers.I brought her wet hand to my lips and held them just before my face - enjoying the heady scent of her excitement. Mary was watching me with wide eyes, helpless to her. What most people didn’t understand was that when C-SPAN, the television network that covers Congress, is broadcasting a speech, there probably isn’t anybody listening. The cameras are rolling all day long, and Congress is officially in session, but the only time everybody really goes to the main chamber is when there is a vote going on. The rest of the time it’s mostly empty - except for the talking heads hoping to get a good sound bite on the news later in the day. Since everybody wants to.