It was a mutual orgasm taken to the extreme. The only drawback was she wanted to kiss someone, to feel someone caressing her body softly and gently as...she orgasmed and to be able to return the loving strokes.Again, her mind returned to the blonde. She imagined what it would be like to be with her, to take turns being fucked by some large insatiable hound, each comforting the other, providing the missing human touch. She imagined she could taste Blondie’s tongue, feel her nose against her cheek,. Mom sharma rahi hoti hai par woh unko convince kar leta hai bol kar ki mujhse kya sharmana bhabhiji. Mom changing room ki taraf badhti hai.Woh mom ko chalte hue peechhe se tadta hai unki matakti hui gand ko aur kamar ko. Mom jaise hi bahar nikalti hai toh woh use bra pack karne bolti hai. Woh bolta hai, “Bhabhiji waise aap pe ye gulabi rang bohut suit karta hai aap sundar jo hai itni.” Mom sharma ke bolti hai, “Thank you, Ratan ji.”Fir mom wahan se nikal jaati hai ghar ke liye. Ab roz Ratan. ’ ‘Wow that sounds cool. So who is the lucky man to be?’ ‘Actually it will be at least eight men but I do not know their names as of yet.’ ‘Not satisfied with merely one man? You are going to take on eight? Sounds like you are contemplating a gang bang but why don’t you know their names? If you don’t know their names, how can you be so sure you are going to round up that many in time for your birthday which is only a few weeks away?’ ‘You have forgotten that my mother owns a sex club and I have. ‘Good,’ he said, softening his voice again. He reached into the glove box and pulled out his glock. He turned and passed the gun to Laura. ‘It’s old, but good. Know how to use it?’ ‘Well, it’s like everything else in your pants and I seem to be able to get everything else in there to work….’ Carl started laughing. Hansen shook his head and hit him on the shoulder. The big man turned to him. ‘Well, you have to admit it was funny,’ he said, still chuckling. ‘Yeah, sure,’ muttered Hansen. He knew.