Mom-(kaphte hue)-ji aap mujhe itni zorse kyu daba diye ho.Mera dum tut jayega aisa ho raha hai.Meri fasliya toot jayegi.Main-chup chap khadi rehLekin ...ujhe thoda uncomfortable feel ho raha tha kyuki mera lund mom ki peeth par takra raha tha kyuki mom ki height bohot choti thi maine mom ko upar uthaya taki mom ki gand upar aajaye jisse mera lund unki gaand ke darar me dhas jaye.Uthakar mom ko kitchen ke platform par chipka diya.Mom ki saansein tez ho gayi aur dil jorse dhadak raha tha.Maine ek. .“Why does her husband the bishop put up with it?”...“Apparently it’s not an uncommon practice amongst some of the French ; a mother may sometimes teach her pubescent son bedroom behaviour; as part of social behaviour!”...“Sounds like a good excuse to get a nice bit of virgin cock if you ask me!”...“And no hassle with a pestering lover when you’ve finished with them!”...Much laughter by all the ladies and no doubt it wasn’t only Lady Margot who’s sex-drive had been activated by the idea of a. The more air that was pushed out of her chest cavity the more her lung could reinflate. I kept reassuring Fatima, trying to keep my voice soft. It was hard doing that, because I could barely hear from my left ear and my head was ringing.Fatima seemed better now that her lung was sealed back up. I knew she was in some moderate pain, but I couldn't give her anything for it yet. I rolled her gently onto her injured side, so her good lung could work freely, then turned towards Basheera. I told her. ’ I slowed to allow her to catch up. Felt her hand slip in mine. ‘Dad, I need to talk to you for a minute or two, in private, can we stop and sit please.’ I nodded and sat in the sun on the beach with my beautiful, beautiful daughter. ‘Dad, I…’ she stalled and I saw a look, not of fear exactly but something akin to it. ‘Holly, baby, what is it, you can tell me, please I’ll help if I can you know that?’ ‘Dad, I think I’m pregnant,’ she gripped my hand tightly. ‘Baby, that’s wonderful, does Naomi.