Main bhi tab exite ho gaya tha maine bhi ha kaha to wo uth kar chal ne lagi or boli aajao andar tumhe aaj andar ki cheze dikhati hu. Maine bola sirf d...khane se kam nahi hone wala to wo bole tum andar to chalo fir bolna etna bol kar wo andar chali gaye.Main tv bandh kar k nimisha k room me dekha to wo so rahi ho aisa lagta tha.fir main saroj k room me gaya.jaise hi main andar gaya or dekha to meri mausi saroj apne sirf penty me hi thi.wo boli chal aaja kai salo se main pyasi hu. Aaj meri pyas. He then said to them it was up to them if they were prepared to honour the rules of the game now that they had been found out. He told them that he was very clear as to what they had been trying to do to him and how they had been trying to make a fool of him before the others in the office. If they chose not to comply with the rules that was up to them but he would make it clear to the others in the office what they had tried to do and how he had found them out. If on the other hand. Only once did Buzz ever fantasize about eating pussy, and it was Sylvia's juicy cherry he dreamed about. He shoved the thought aside, filed with shame. Men didn't humble themselves by hiding their faces in cute, peeping cunts! His wife had only bugged him once about that, and he'd tanned her juicy ass proper, so she'd never bother him again with such filth.She didn't bother him again, largely because his wife found others who did like to eat pussy. Not only did they lap and suck and kiss her. He smiled in Carla’s direction and she nervously smiled back before turning her attention to curling her hair. “I told you I was going out,” Bianca admonished Dillon, shutting the bedroom door and sliding the lock across. “I thought I would call and see you,” Dillon drawled. “Is that okay?” Carla kept looking straight ahead as she finished curling her hair. Putting the curlers on the dressing table, she bent and unplugged them. She started to busily look through her makeup bag, trying to decide.