“I’ll take my lumps.” I had started to leave the room when Kayla said, “There’s more.” I turned around. “I also have this nifty video of...my mom getting nailed by a guy who is definitely not my dad. I’m not the only one who cuts classes to get up to no good.” Kayla played a short video clip for me of Marla naked in that very bedroom, taking it doggy style from a hulking man with skin even darker than my own, naked except for a glittering gold watch on his right wrist. “Tell me your cell phone. I couldn't get my cock more than an inch or two in, so she brought her legs down. I slid into her missionary, kissing her deeply. We fucked slowly like that for a while, then I slid out of her, and rolled her onto her tummy. I slid a pillow under her to give her as a nice bit of lift, and slid my cock into her. I fucked her with a little faster, rocking in and out of her soaking wet pussy. I could feel my sheets getting wet from her.I pulled out, and plled her ass up so she was kneeling now. I. . Mai bhi tayyar thi… Aslam ne apna lund kisi qadar thoda sa piche kiya aur meri aankh milate hue kaha…. Chinaaal raaand aaj mai teri choot ka bhosda bana dunga… mai bhi Aslam ke lund ke jazbe bhare jhatke ka intezaar karte boli… tod dalo meri dharmik wali choot ka darwaza Aslam… Aslam ke chahre per aisa laga ke jaise wo koi bada wazan utharah ho… phir meri aankho mein ghoorte hue Aslam ne ek zor daar jhatka lagaya aur meri choot ke darwaze ko todta hua meri choot ki gehrai tak uska Musalmani. ”I gathered my troupe, and with Jenn on one arm and Tracy on the other we left, with the guys applauding and slapping me on the back, heaping praise on everyone who performed. Peter and Stuart were slapping away the guys who looked to be getting too friendly with the ladies.****Our show that night, despite being a whole different set of music, came off quite well. It was heavily saturated with country music, both oldies and some of the newer hits. Peter, Stuart, and Jeff Newman had given me.