Mummy ka figure 36-30-38 hy height 5.4 hy woh aik gori chitti khobsurat aurat hein. Yeh 2 saal pehlay ka waqiya hy. Jabh mujhy mummy papap k bary mein...kafi kuch janany ka moqa mila us din mein raat ko study krny k baad raat 1 am pani peny k lieay kitchen mein ja rha tha k mummy papa k room mein sy kuch larai ki terha ki awazein anay lagi.Pehlay to mein ny ignore krna chaha laken phir mein ny socha kyun na dekha jaye k kya moamla hy.Mummy papa k room ki window check ki to mujhy aik side sy kuch. She unzipped her skirt and pulled it off and added it to the hanger and put them in the closet. Now she stood in front of he mirror, black stockings, black push up bra, no panties over her shaved smooth kitty, and fuck me shoes! A thought occurs to Pamela, on a hunch she pulls the thin black driving gloves back on, again she looks in the mirror, “all I need now is a riding crop!” Pamela goes to the table and picks her glass of wine back up and sits in the love seat again, one foot on the love. She almost threatened to stop coming because of the movies he kept picking out. There was only so many times she could manage to watch ‘300’. Dawn curled up to Erich on the couch while they ate their dinner and watched the movie. After Dawn had finished eating she somehow managed to get into a strange position. She somehow always found strange sitting positions to be comfortable. Erich always made fun of her habit but he loved it, mostly because it would usually end up exposing some of her. I slowly got up and went about fixing a big pile of scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast before knocking on the door to my bedroom. Breakfast for anyone who wants it, I hollered loudly and left it at that while I sat and ate. Jessie and Patty, now redressed in my sweats, came out. Suzy is still out cold, Jessie explained as they sat around my kitchen table to eat with me. Wow, thanks Dave, commented Patty, Oh, and sorry about what I said last night. No problem, Ive been drunk many times before.