Driver: Tu bahut garam maal hai. Tu kitnose chudi hai(boobschuste huye).Mom: mere bahut sare lover hai aur pure din mai sabki malai khati hoo.Watchman... Ye to Bahut badi chudkkad hai. mere dono batije bhi usko chod chuke hai(Mom ki Gand sahlate huye).Mom: Wo dono ko bhi le aa o kabhi, sath mai masti karenge.Watchman: Tum kaho tab le aata hoon.Mom: this friday sham ko bhula lo uss din meri marriage anniversary bhi hai. ham sab masti karenge.Watchman: Kya bat hai, meri randi apni anniversary. This was fine as we all lived really close to each other and were friends outside of school, but looking back it did give Hannah a couple of points on the respect scale because, at that age, older guys are more interesting. When we left school I joined the army, but because my training was relatively local, I came back often and I’d always be sure to find the two of them drinking in the local pub – Hannah normally with another guy, and Yogi making everyone laugh because after a few whiskey’s he. She stopped moving immediately and released a terrible groan. Her belly, though full and hard, gave way beneath me in the same manner that a giant water balloon would, albeit with a little more resistance. I felt her abs tighten, fighting against the crushing weight of my hand, but they quickly expired beneath me, and I knew then that she was in hell. ?UUUHHHHGGHH!!!? she screamed from behind her gag. ?UUUHHHHHHHGGGGGG!!!!! UGH-UGH-UUUUHHHHGGGGHHHH!!!!? and her eyes widened. I laughed at that one, 'You're fucking crazy', I said, I used the expletive because suddenly I wanted something to happen, so I handed it back to him and watched as he went over to the copying machine.'Wait', I said, and got out of the chair and went alongside him, 'Let me make it more personalized', and he gave me both the card and a look that said he understood.I lifted the lid of the copier, and followed with my blouse and placed both the ID card and my bare breasts on the cold glass,.