Mamir ghorer kache eshe dekhlam je ghorer dorja ta bondo tobe ghorer ekta jalna khola ache. Ami tai jalnar bhetore unki mere dekhte gelam aar songe so...ge jeeboner sob theke boro shock khelam. Ami ghorer bhetore dekhlam je mami bichnate ekdom nengto hoeye shoeye kono ekta lok ke diye nijer guud ta chodano te besto. Mamir pacha ta jalnar dike chilo bole ami mamir guude banra bhore ke je mami ke chudche tar peeth ta jalnar dike chilo. Ami jalnar kache danriye mamir guuder bhetore loktar moto kalo. Damn it, I cursed. I'd never been so embarrassed. Not only had my mother seen my cock, she seen that I was masturbating. I wished there was a hole somewhere to crawl in and hide. Throwing the covers off, I angrily slapped my cock, trying to punish it for making me feel so foolish. "Ouch—" I snorted, swinging my legs off the bed, standing up and stumbling over to the chair where my jeans were. Pulling them on, I quickly pulled a tee shirt over my head and stepped into my loafers. Stuffing the. She found herself nodding off 30 minutes later, the warmth and peace helped to lull her to sleep. Tami, who had long ago swam back to shore and had been petting a few ponies, smiled at the sight of her best friend dozing. She then smirked, Greta was a heavy sleeper. The dark haired girl scampered off to the tent and pulled out the small dildo that she and Greta always brought and slunk over to her friend. Carefully she pulled Greta’s legs open and once they were open to her liking she slipped. "He invited her for my sake, not his." Rick -- I hope this isn't some male-tribe cover- up. I really hate it when men do that." Oh, no. Roger contrived to have me drive her home, figuring I'd stay the night with her. He was perplexed when I came back, alone." Brenda pursed her lips and narrowed her gaze. "What makes you think he's having a fling with Miriam?" Didn't you notice the fragrance she was wearing?" Uhh ... No, I didn't." Well, that's what was on Roger's clothes when he came home late..