Meanwhile, Mr. Obutulezi freed his wife from the rack, handcuffed her behind the back and walked her down from the stage into the crowd.“Well, gentl...men, what do you think of the produce?” In general, the crowd was very happy.“It is the best, Sir. Better than any other humilk I have ever tasted”, a man exclaimed. “How do you feed her? How do you train her? This milk is simply magnificent.”“Oh, you are touching sensitive grounds, Sir. We have to keep our business secrets secret, you know”, he. Maine phire se ek aur dhakka lagaya aur mera land ab andar chala gaya. Khairun chik padi aaaah aahhhh bobat mota hai teraMeri chut fat jayegi. Khairun chik rahi thi toh mai uske lips lar kis karne laga . Thodi der baad udko maza ane laga .Khairun- chodo mujhe aur chodo . Bhuja do meri pyas. Abse mujhe tu hi chodega . Phir maine apni speed badai aur usko chodne laga . Khairun bhi mera sath dene lagi. Phir maine usko ghodi bane ke liye kaha aur piche se uski chut mai apna land daal ke chodne. "I said, "Gentlemen, it was nice to meet you. Grandfather speaks highly of you."We said our goodbyes and I drove us back to the bayhouse.When we went got back, we sat on the porch. "I've imposed on you too much asking you to come down here every weekend. I'm keeping you from the social life of the college." I get plenty of social life during the week. I wouldn't trade coming here and being with you for anything."Grandfather said, "I going to turn in. I have a few things to finish up before I go. With a shock, I realized that the pictures told only part of the story. When my father looked at them, he must remember everything that was said and how it was said. What had transpired between each picture? What had he said to convince her to pull her skirt higher, to open her legs, to show him her panties for the first time? Was she really reluctant at first? Did she banter with him, teasing him with slight movements of her legs and feet? Did she curl her toes when she finally dropped her.