Only minutes after they left the water, the bluegill returned. The fish were too tightly packed in the small pond to let something as trivial as human... invading their territory to stop their hunt for long.The water virtually boiled along the edges, and a few of the fish even breeched, attempting to grab bugs clinging to the leaves above the surface. It was like an episode of Air Jaws in miniature, and enthralled them as they drank their beer."What have we here?"Robert knew they were busted when. “Come here, you yummy blonde slut!” I told Julie, sliding into her hot demon cunt from behind as we watched the TV and Kim Basinger parted her cheeks to rim her.“I love that I still have my blonde hair and so does Kim! Oh, fuck, yes, tongue that asshole! Lick it, bitch! I’m gonna rim you out of your mind, too! I love your ass, too! Tell me my butt isn’t delicious, I dare you!” Julie shouted while I rammed her.“Wait, is that a halo over Kanye West’s head? Seriously? He’s got a fucking halo over. "After working on paperwork all morning, it was a pleasure to go to lunch with Tom, Zena, and Burt. Wanda and I enjoyed the three talking about their business and how surprisingly well it was doing during the poor economy.The lunch time interlude was a perfect way to relax. I was looking forward to a two-hour afternoon flight lesson today. John had from two to four open so I was going to leave when we returned from lunch.Back at the office, I made sure everything was in order and left Wanda in. Didi amr dika takia muski hasha r hotath2 jib ber kore amk dekhai. Tara tari kono vhaba keya ame ayan k nia amr bed a sua porlam ame sure cilam didi amr pasha e gumaba kintu maa asha ayan k amr bed thaka nia gelo r bollo tor jetu aaj thor shata gumaba ame r ki bolbo?Sara ta rath afsos e katalam.. tarpr din ame off a chola gelam.. Lunch hour a bashai ashlam jkn tkn baba bollo “ tor akn r off a jawar drkar nai” kno na jara chittagong a thakan tar a janen j bikal 5.30tai calcatta’r uddessha.