If my lieutenant wanted me to call this close to the end of my shift, it was not to tell me, "Have a blessed day." Jonathan, we have a lot of guys out...sick and a lot of things scheduled for today. I need you to come in and work another shift." Okay, Lieutenant." There were other words I would have preferred to say, but I can be practical now and then.I called Barbara to tell her I wouldn't be home as expected. She used some of the other words I would have preferred and, somehow, I really. “I’m turning eighteen. I want two weeks as your wife, starting the night of my party” she said. “I want everything that Jen got when she was eighteen.”I sighed. “Those were special circumstances,” I said quietly. “Your mum’s much better now. She might have an opinion about that. We’re not going to repeat what we did to your mother back then.”Bonnie grinned. “I’ve already spoken to Mum.” She tugged on the end of a thin necklace around her neck and the loop emerged from her cleavage, dangling. Meri wife ko chut ke baal rakhna pasand hai. Wo maheene mein ek baar hi chut ke baal nikaalti hai. Ruhi kaafi modern hai, aur wo kapde bhi modern hi pehanti hai. Wo aksar t-shirts aur jeans/skirts, ya trouser hi pehanti hai. Uski t-shirts mein se boobs kaafi dikhte hai, aisi t-shirts pehanti hai wo.Jab wo ghar par hoti hai, to zyadatar gown aur knee shorts mein hoti hai. Usko boobs chuswana kaafi pasand hai. Jab uski chut ko main chaat-ta hu, to kya bolu, wo pagal ho jati hai. Hum dono India ke. Marie knew she was not far from a full-blown anal orgasm. She hoped the man of the church would not think her to be a complete slut when she descended into the depraved vibrations of a sexually satisfied female in the throes of anal impalement. To add to her mortification, her fully-stretched rectum choose that moment to release some audible and totally undignified spasms of gas into the otherwise quiet little alcove. She was relieved to hear her lover chuckle and continue her ass pounding.