She flicked her tongue across the tiny opening and swallowed his bittersweet pre-cum. Tré tilted his head back and enjoyed the sensations Sasha was ...reated. She stared up at him and took more of his dick into her mouth. Her thick tongue traced across the pulsing veins that covered it. Tré put one of his hands on the back of her head and pushed his dick deeper into her mouth. It touched her tonsils. Sasha relaxed her throat and swallowed his eight inches like it was nothing. Tré moaned. ” She looked at me curiously. “I’m getting blasé about this trip. I’m beginning to think that the travel agent was right. Two weeks is a long time.”Karen chuckled. “I’ve been thinking that, too. Looking at our journal, we’re sounding like a travelogue.”“Yeah, it makes our lives sound like fun but there is no excitement.”“Lover, that’s normal for most people most of the time. We’ve been lucky and I don’t want to push it.”“Karen, we have five more stops before we finally dock in Miami. What. One of the movers we’d hired wrenched the locking mechanism closed and walloped the sheet steel three times with a thick hand the color and texture of a boiled ham. The engine of the truck started with a thick tubercular cough and a cloud of diesel fumes that made our eyes water.The mover swung up into the cab and the truck rolled down our driveway, taking the last of the house contents away to various charities. Vi and I stood side-by-side for a long moment without moving, watching the truck. Me-hmm jai.she-kakima bodhai bikala asba tai na.me-hmm hba hoii tho.so our conversation was going on for sometime and she went to kitchen and i went to bathroom for emergency.after i was doing some educational stuffs and she called me for tiffen and i went to have it,,,and our conversation and again started in different topics in dinning table.and i have seen she had a habit of saying that is will go to toilet when ever she needs to pee and in betwwen our conversation she said.she-dara bathroom.