Uske bad chachi boli kya hua? Mene bola blouse k sath problem ho ri hai fir chachi ne blouse louse krdia or bola ab kro and meh krne lga or in between...mera khada lund chachi ki ubhri hui gand meh touch hone laga or or fir mene hath piche lejake unki gand dbane laga, unhone kuch ni bola fir mein barbar unki gand dbane lga or lund bi press krne lga. Chachi ko ehsas hogya ki mein kya chahta hu wo mudi or bethgai or boli \’kya chahiye \’ ek bhot naughty smile k sath mene bola \’aap\’ fir unhone mjh. That's where my thoughts were going."Cate was surprised. "You're joking." No. I love you, Cate. I have believed that I was in love before, now I know what real love is, so why should it be a surprise that my thoughts were of marriage." Is this a proposal?" No. Just regard it as a statement of intent that I intend to propose someday soon." How soon?" Ah! That would be telling. It would not be a surprise if I answered that question. Anyway it all depends on your tea-making expertise."Cate came up. Bryan raised an eyebrow and asked, "Still want to go?"The older woman nodded, clearly too scared to speak."Then stick your tongue up her twat and make her cum," Bryan ordered.Theresa gasped and started to close her legs but stopped when Bryan barked, "Freeze," in her ear. "If the two of you want to go this is what you will do," he looked up from the girl on the table, "and then the two of you will swap places and it'll be her turn to be on the receiving end."He looked from one woman to the. She gasped a little but instead of pushing me away, she held my head against her. I nursed the little nub through her nightshirt and her breathing sped up.“J? Remember when you said you’d pay me back when you got out of your casts?” she whispered. Pay her back? Oh, God! For the hand job and blowjob. Was she... ?“Any time, Em. You were so good to me. I’ll repay you any time.”She pushed my hand down from her back to her thigh and I stroked up under her T-shirt and across her ass. She wasn’t.