His brother led the huge man in the red jockstrap and finally explained what was happening. They were all going to get fucked in the ass the night bef...re his wedding as a bonding ritual, a shared secret. They were all straight, so it was the ultimate test of solidarity. It would be a thousand times scarier then jumping out of plane."Even the toughest men in the world, the US marine core, are still afraid of this, and we're all going to do it!" His brother explained. Scott knew this would be the. Thodi der bad mousi boli sadhna aur mai tere room mai sote hai tu dusari room mai ja k sona,itna kahte hi wo aur aunty chali gayi. Karib 30 min.k bad mai bhi room mai cala gaya aur sone k koshish karne laga,lekin muze nind nahi aa rahi thi tab mai mere room mai jane k liye bahar nikla To muze aunty aur mousi ki aawaz aayi wo apne gum ek dusare k sath bante rah the.maine door ko knock kiya aur andar chala gaya ,mousi ne puccha kya hai maine kaha nind nahi aa rahi thodi der padhai karata hu yeh. “When he is home, he ownsyour ass but when he is gone, I expect you to report tome.” “You will be my slut and tend to my needs.” “Isthat understood, slut?”“Yes mistress, I am your slut.” Sue responded wigglingin the corner.“Spread your ass slut, so I can look at how a slut assgets plugged.” Mary told her admiring her work. “Don’tdrop your plug.”Sue spread her ass cheeks and clenched her assholearound the. We would stay for a few days, or until I snapped, and then head off to the beach. At some point we would make a return trip, and then I would drive north with Marilyn following. I was still nervous about her driving from Utica to Lutherville. Before I had left for the trip, I sent her detailed instructions and a marked map showing how to get to my folks, but Marilyn can’t find her way out of a paper bag with a neon map and GPS. It’s a genetic thing; Buckmans marry women who can’t navigate. Mom.