‘They’ve fucking had it in for us ever since we arrived in this shit-arse country.’ Of all of us, Judy Dildo was the one most likely to agree w...th Polly Tarantella’s thesis that Crystal Passion was the victim of a grand conspiracy. Most of us blamed our misfortune more on the outcome of a series of unfortunate events. And this is ironic given that Polly portrays Judy as the pantomime villain of the tour. She seems to assume that every slight, every setback, every cancelled gig, police. Maine dil main aik baat rahki hue thi k shaadi karon ga to didi jase larki kay saath . To ghar walay hans parte .Didi ki shaadi ko 2 saal guzar gay thay jab be wo ati hum bohat maza kartay muj say khalti or kabhi kabhi sexy joke be suna dati . Main sharmta to bolti tu mera boy friend hai . Or kabhi ghar kay nukaron ko be tang karti to maza ata or hum haanste rahtee . Aik din duphar ka time tha to didi or main movie dahk rahay thay tab didi ko aae hua kuch din hua thay . To light chali gae or. She suggested that we adjourn to the living room and watch it. My mind wasn't thinking about Carlo anymore as we watched all kinds of fucking and sucking on the widescreen. It was just a few minutes after 7 when the doorbell started to ring. She was starting to get horny she said and to ignore the door. It rang again and then it started knocking. I could tell she was getting miffed by this and she stood up and said that she would get rid of whoever was out there and come back and fuck my brains. “Shush, Mom.”John rolled onto his side and put his arms around me. He kissed me as our bodies merged. I put my arms around him and kissed my son. My lips parted, and his tongue invaded my mouth. I sucked and licked his tongue as the passion in our lovemaking grew.I was enjoying the closeness of our bodies and his touch. I wanted to please him and make up for pushing him away. Again I asked John what he wanted me to do for him but less desperately.“Nothing you don’t want to do but let me enjoy.