Text alert.It beggars belief when you see the murderer didn’t have his phone locked. ‘Good way to get caught,’ you chide him silently as you cle...n your fingers. You can see the first message, which simply reads “Are you coming or what?”A sinister chuckle ripples from your throat, and you wince a little. It’s funny, but you can’t laugh anymore, not without it being that echoey, haunting rasp. It seems inappropriate for simple irony. Though, you know. Murder irony. Could be less apropos.Alex:. Unki baatein sun kr m thoda hlka hua aur muskuraya m taad gya bhabhi loda lene ki firak m h. Waise b bhaiya ko dame ki bimari thi 2-4shot m hi haanf jate honge.Bhabhi ki aankhon m chamak thi. Wo table pr jukhi mujhe unke gore bobon k darshan hue.. Bhabhi- rang dikhaun kahan kahan lagaya h. Mein- unke bobon ko ghoorke dikhao.Bhabhi- sidhi hokr kr bigad gya h. .. Mera lund tanna gya wo ander maa k pass jane lgi tomaine hath pkda. Mein- dikhao n plzzzz. .Bhabhi n mere galon pr kissi di aur boli.. Brad and Karen were sunbathing naked, when the boys came out of the house, also naked. It was hot, so soon Karen wanted to take a dip. She got on the diving board and jumped several times getting a feel for the board. She knew also that the boys would be treated to watching her breasts bounce, as well as checking out her hair-covered pussy.She walked back to the end of the board. This time when she advanced to the diving end she did it forcefully. She executed a perfect one and a half gainer,. "Nurse" he almost yelled. "Can you give me a hand. I have a bad knee." I turn and head back in and close the door behind me. He kicks off his shoes and shirt comes off with ease. He unbuckled his belt unzipped his trousers and began to lower his trousers and underwear together. I kneel down and as i reach over to try to help him his huge monster flops out and hits the back of my hand. "OMG" I say without thinking. I cant help but freeze and stare. I found myself blushing and moving back in.