Mai bola maine kiya kiya hai mom.toh wo boli apni mom ko nangi dekh kar apna lund khada karte ho.mai bola mom ye aise hi bada ho jata hai.pata naji ki... par bada hone ke baad kafi dard karta hai.mom aap koi dawai laga dona.toh who boli thik hai mai sab thik kar dongi tu ghabra mat.fir hum nahane ke baad aise hi nange mom ke bed room me gaye.mom bedroom me jakar apne bed parBaith gayi aur mujhe bhi kaha baju me baithne ko.fir mom boli beta raj mujhe kiss karo.mai ek achche bachche ki tarah unke. .. God,” she gasped.Always ready with a snappy comeback, I gave her one.“What?”“Just... drive,” she murmured, her mouth drawn into a huge smirk.During our trip into the city, she only broke her silence once.“Did you get implants, Sweetie?” she teased. “I thought you were ... smaller.”“Cute,” I responded tersely. “You should try out for Last Comic Standing. Break a leg!”Another reason I like to drive on our little excursions is I like my car. So does Cindy. Yes, it was absurdly, obscenely. She wondered if Nick and Petra were married. There were pictures of them on top of mountains, at the beach and in hotel rooms. Petra had pictures of them snow skiing, boating, rappelling, swimming and just hanging out together. There were a few pictures with Cal and Nick. She wondered if Petra knew why the two of them were more than friends. There were several with all three of them. She left the room to explore the rest of the suite. She arrived at the room where the three military bags were. The car stops and the door is opened only for me to see we are not at ourhouse but at one of the large hotels in town, I get out of the car withLisa's and my wife and am taken into a reception room where I see severalpeople seated at tables waiting for us. I can't believe it I am actuallyhaving a wedding reception! We have the dinner then to my totalembarrassment we have to do the garter thing where I have to sit in achair while my wife reaches under my massive dress and pull the garteroff of.