Magar muje to bas uski gaand hi passand hai, haye kya matak matak ke chalti hai wo aur itna hi nahi uski gaand thode bahar fule huye hai to subah suba... night goun mai to zayada hi kattil lagti hai. Ye kissa hai 1 month pehle ka hai jub mai mere bua ke ghar holiday mai gaya tha jo ki ahmedabad mai rahti hai,mere fufa us wakt apne company ke kamkaj ke karan out state bahut rahte the aur pehle hi din mai mere bua ne muje Bataya ke manisha ane wali hai, yah sun ke mere lund ne jo pakad lasil ke kya. It was delightful as always.It was late in the afternoon when we headed to our apartment home. “My love, I do enjoy time with your parents. They are good people.” We walked in the door and I took Claudette in my arms as I kicked the door closed. “I like being with you better. I know it’s early but let’s go to bed.” Claudette nodded happily. I did remember to lock the door before joining her in bed. We had a late, light supper and went back to bed.In the morning, she went to work while I worked. Because nobody would understand that you, and by extensionme, are not gay. See?" Tom nodded in what someone else would havecalled sympathetic magic, or perhaps linguo-kinetic manipulation. A little intake of breath from Paul told Tom that he had finallygotten the gist of it. They were sitting down, talking about anything else by mutualunspoken consent, when Bill, one of Tom's friends from chem lab, stoppedby the table. "So who was that babe you were with last night?" "Which one?". I'd gone to habitat and purchased an old door, that I set up in the woods and shot. As soon as the shot went off, you could hear me screaming. Very little of it was acting, I had a lot of pent up rage, and I turned it loose."YOU CHEATING SLUT!" The shotgun went off again. "I'M GONNA BLOW HIS BALLS OFF! THEN I'M GONNA STICK THIS SHOTGUN UP YOUR CHEATING CUNT AND PULL THE TRIGGER UNTIL IT'S EMPTY! HERE I COME, BITCH."I bet I've watched the scene a hundred times, and still can't help laughing..