‘Pop, can we stop and break out the MRE’s? I’m getting hungry.’ (Author’s note. MRE stands for Meal Ready to Eat) ‘No MRE’s this trip, ...am,’ he replied. ‘What? But we always have MRE’s on the way up and the way back.’ ‘Not always, honey,’ Michelle started. ‘Remember that year when I was pregnant with Michael? We didn’t do MRE’s that year.’ Sam was shocked. She couldn’t know, could she? ‘What are you trying to say, mom?’ ‘Are you pregnant again?’ Chris jumped in. ‘No, I’m not pregnant.’. He must have been saving it. He continued to pee and I continued swallowing. Eventually he stopped but did not withdraw his penis. Instead his cock started to harden and he fucked my mouth burying his cock right down my throat. He throat fucked me until he finally came straight into my stomach.I collapsed to the floor when he released me from the wall. He went back to the bedroom. I tried to follow but my body was wrecked with pain and I was exhausted. I just lay where I was and fell asleep.. They danced to the slow almost hypnotic beat of the music and each time Ginaya was spun around she found herself dancing with another person. From the corner of her eye Ginaya saw Malika being led by the hand toward the elevators and excusing herself from her current partner she followed.Ginaya took the next elevator up and stood to one side watching. The woman who had led Malika up here lay down on a rack and slipped her legs and arms into the pads. Malika reached down and pushed the green. Do din aise hi beet gaye mey bahar living room me sota hu aur Ramesh aur bhabhi mera bedroom me sota hey. Raat ko do no thoda thoda jagad te the, bhabhi ko vo jab chod ta tha to do minute me apna pani (viraya) nikal deta, aur jab bhabhi use jyadi der aur chudai chala ne ko bolti to vo gusse hoker bolta tuje agar ghoda (Horse) bhi chode to bhi tu santusht nahi hogi, kyo ki tu bahot chudasi (Horney) ho jati ho. Bhabhi gusse mey akar bathroom me apni chut clean karleti aur so jati. Tisre din,.