Kaku:- kai tondaat oan..Me:- ho .. Khar.. Kup mast gete haa ti tondat agdi tumcha sarkh .. Ani khar sangu ti same tumcha sarkhi ahe chavila.. Mhnje ti...he othe pan ani tiche ball …Sorry limbu pan ani tichi puchi oan ani tich te land halavan ani land chokan sagal tumcha sarkh..Kaku:- shii kai pan boltos haa tu sandy..Me :- khar tech boltoy.. Achaa ani ek tila bagaych aje ki tumhi kasaa land choktaa ani kasaa halavata. Ani zava zavi kashi aste te. Mhnun ti natak karnar ahe zopaych.. Ani tumhi pan. I met some very nice people and chatted about life. I met this one lady who was super outgoing and friendly and probably very high. She was probably 70 years old with long grey hair. She was moving stuff around and decided to change clothes. She stripped naked as she was picking out what to wear. She had long boobs with awesome little nipples. She had a grey big bush. I thought she looked hot but then felt dirty for thinking a 70 year old homeless woman was sexy.Of course she was popular with. She hadn’t been truly excited in a long time and even then, it was because of him. They were playing the pool, Jim came up behind her, grabbed her in his arms. Before she knew what was going on, his hard dick was resting completely in her ass crack, driving her crazy with lust. ‘This is crazy!’ she laughed, threw down her towel and couldn’t help fingering her excited pussy again. She thought of his big hands on her ass and how much she enjoyed it and hoped that he’d be touching it tonight. ‘Oh. Before I knew it, Mr and Mrs Hamilon had left the building. I walked over to Louis and gave him a hug. "Hey there! How's my favorite 2-year old?" I gushed. He farted. I put him down. I walked over to the Fridge and got out a coke. I took a swig. Ahhhhhhhh. Refreshing. The front door opened. Josh walked in, plain white tee, blue jeans, sneakers. He looked at me. "Hi." I said, nervously. "Hi." he replied. "Whos your girlfriend?" I asked. Nice one, Captain obvious. "Amy Beigel." he said. "But.