They were all the same size ... the shape varied in details ... the weight was the same. ‘Set up,’ thought Daddy, ‘We’ve been set up ... I won...er where all this came from?’‘Yeah,’ I thought back.OOPSDavid thought, “Well ... Shit Fuzzy.’And I thought, ‘Fuzzy shit? That’ll tickle.’Daddy sort of ... broadcast, ‘Jim? Grandfather?’I heard their reply, too. ‘Caught’ ... it was a duet.A picture developed in my mind ... Grandfather ... I knew him instantly ... and Jim Mac sitting beside ... were. .. some of my friends smoked pot ... and I was with them in the room while they smoked it..." Wow, that's cool... do you mind if I smoke now?" I asked her, packing a big bowl full."Sure, why not..." mom replies, feeling the slight effects of the face full earlier.I light up the bowl, taking a few big breaths, as I open the window, exhaling a large plume of smoke."So what is new with you?" mom asks, smoking her cigarette as I smoke my pot. I am standing on the bed now, my hips at her head level.. I asked her to lie down..I went down to her ankle. Kissed slowly from ankle to knee. .. Knee to thigh.. It was smooth soft.. Her thighs was tempting. . I kissed her thighs and then I removed her panty.. I tell u girls by this time she wss so wet.. Juicy . I started touching my fingers on her wet pussy.. Ans she was going mad.. Her back was arched. I kissed on it.. And tasted her juice. Shaved pink pussy covered with dripping wetness.. Dream come true.. I pinched her there .. She said :”why r u. Kaam ki baato mein waqt nikal jayega.Tushaar: Haan haan wahi. Waise aapke pati kaha gaye hai? Main apne chehre par udaasi ka jhoota rang chada kar boli: Hmmm, bahar gaye hai, Mumbai.Tushaar: Ohh…Main: Woh aksar aise hi bahar chale jaate hai kaam ke silsile mein.Tushaar: Tum kyu nahi jaate to unke sath?Main: Woh leke nahi jaate, kahte hai woh meeting mein lage rahenge mujhe lejakar bhi koi fayda nahi.Tushaar: Oh… so sad!Main: Sad kyu, sahi kahte hai na?Tushaar: Agar meri biwi tumhare jitni.