Arnav ke dada, dadi unke gaon main rahte hain.Kyun ki arnav mera bahut close friend hai so woh mujhse unke ghar ki har baat share karta hai. Uske papa...aur mummy ke bich kuch thik se paat ti nahi hai. Issi liye mera dost kafi udaas rahta hai aur roz unke ghar main kya hota hai woh mujse share karta hai. Aab aage ki baat karte hain. Arnav ke us neighbour aunty ka naam Roma aunty tha. Unke pati army(BSF) main hone ki wajah se maximum time bahar hi rahte hain. Arnav ke papa aur roma aunty ke bitch. His son did raise an eyebrow, but his daughter ignored him. They returned after a few minutes with cokes. They sat on the couch and immediately went into their standard couch slouch. Greg was tempted to give the usual command to sit up straight, but sat down instead. He said, “How was your day?”His son looked over at him and asked, “Are you talking to me?”“Yes. How was your day?”His son shrugged and, in a surly voice, answered, “Okay.”“Cathy, how was your day?”She looked up at him with a frown. Us din se meri uske prati kaam wasna aur tej ho gai aur main use chodne ka plan banane laga, aur ek mauka talashne laga. Mere paas mera laptop aur internet ki device bhi thi jis par main apne office ka kaam karta tha, aur whoMujhe kaam karte hue dekha karti thi, ek din main apne kamre main computer par kaam kar raha tha, to chutti ke baad bachhe mere paas aakar bole ki uncle apni Mumbai waali photos dikhao, jab main photo dikhane lagaTo bacche kamini ko bhi kheech kar mere kamre main le aaye. There was a smell of old piss and sweat but Marg knew her duty and opened her lips. The cock head was fat and Marg realized it would be a good sized cock if she could see it. She was pulled further to the side of the bed so its owner could stand beside the bed and feed her. A hand took her head and held it while he began to fuck her mouth. Marg, without her hands, had no chance of pushing him away to take a breath. She was trying to breathe through her nose as he pushed his cock down her throat.