Abh main sidhe khani pe ata jo ek real incident hai.Yeh baat lagbag ek saal phaley ke h jb main 12th main tha maa aksar ek tailor keya jaya karti thi ...o toda dur tha hamare ghr se liken tha sunsan jagah par tha ek baar us tailor me maa ka blouse bhr toda sa dela sil diya tha jis pe ko bht gussa aye or mere se boli Maa: dekh beta is bhar bhi is saleem ke bachee ne delha blouse sila hMain: maa toda sa he toh difference hai zada delha nhi hai par maa ka gussaMaa: use kyaa hota h delha hai toh. Bare with me and I hope you enjoy my attempt to revive this story.The night did not start out as I had hoped. While we had both been looking forward to this party for some time, one of my favourite parts of going to parties like this was watching my wife get ready beforehand. The whole evening turned into a big rush though.First, when I had gotten home from work Jen was talking on the phone while serving supper to the kids. They were supposed to already be at her folks ready to spend the night.. PLEASE... DON'T STOP. "Bucking her legs out of my hands, bracing her feet on the floor, Bianca arched her body, forcing her steamy vagina into my face as she convulsed in orgasm. Then Brianna's bright blue eyes looking into mine, she reached down, taking my cock in her fingers. Slowly, she lowered herself, until the head just touched her labia, then slipped the tip between the slick lips. Moaning softly, she rolled her hips, sliding her labia over the cockhead till it was wedged against her. I looked back at Mrs. Larson. "Looks like she's decided not to. We still have time. You do have a list of replacements, yes?"She nodded. "I'll start making calls immediately." You might want to consider three more instead of just one, considering the number of reporters and photographers." I suggested."Yes sir," she said as she turned to leave.Sally smiled at me and I smiled back. "Looks like you're stuck with me for a while." I think I can handle that," she replied.I had always thought giving.