"The hostess looked to be about 40 years old. "I used to dance there. That's where I met her father," she said, pointing to a snappy blonde in her ear...y twenties. "She won again last week. Fourth time this year. I used to win real regular too until a few years ago. I still enter sometimes when they need an extra girl. You oughta enter, honey, the guys'll just love you." Oh no, I'm just fantasizing. I could never do that." Suit yourself, honey, but it'll be an easy three hundred bucks. Dixie. Fir maine bhabhi ko pakda or apni taraf keech ke panty ke oopar se hath ferne laga aisa lag rha tha mera hath jal jayega.Fir maine sanse pehle oopar se uski choot ki khusbo li aaahhhhh kya batau kya smell thi azeeb se thi par ek human odour tha. Or fir dheere se maine uski panty neeche sarka di or uski bra pakad kar faad di .Fir unhe bed par lita kar kaha bhabhi aaj dekho apne devar ka kamaal or mai seedha unki taango ko pakad kar faiala diya or apni life me pehli baar choot ke divya darsha. She lifted a hand in supplication, but he knocked it cruelly aside. He dropped down in front of her, taking fistfuls of silver hair that he brought to his face, inhaling deeply. He growled at the telltale scent of lingering musk that was on her. She was trembling, uncertain. “Richard, you're always gone so long... I'm sorry.. I just...” She was pleading, but his stoney expression silenced her. There was nothing but the sound of the lawnmower next door as he knocked her, un-gently, to the. They ate supper and took their coffee pot back with them as they resumed their watch over the outlaw camp. Again, it was boring almost beyond their ability to tolerate it, but the two men stayed with their task as they swapped off watching and sleeping during the night.When daylight came, Tom fixed breakfast and more coffee for them to use during their watch over the camp. It was with great relief as Jed and Tom welcomed Al and his posse; the sheriff had never been found, so Al had raised his.