He was greeted by John Jacob Astor himself. They took a liking to each other right away. They chatted until the line backed up to the door. John promi...ed that they'd talk later.He walked into the vast ballroom, impressed. The women were in opulent gowns that only the very wealthy could afford. The men were wearing black tails with white ties. Frank was glad he listened to his tailor's advice and had him make the tuxedo he was in. Something in his mind told him he was being watched. He took a. Ma kha chalo mza aye ga bt unho na mujhay lay k janay say mna kar dia ma bohat odas ho gya…Kareb aik ghntay bad wo chalay gay.Ma mamule k mutabiq bike nkali or gusay say colag k liay nkal gya bt mujhay kia pta tha k wo meri lif ka hot or sexiest day honay wala ha. Ma ghar say nkla i to meri clas felow hina jis ka figure 34,28 and 36 ha.Ka fone aya or us na mujh ko kha colag ni aa skti ghar walay kai gay hain or akali ha.Mujhay notes latay anay ko kaha ma cho k sahiwal ma rhta hu tbi us k ghar. Lori was beautiful and I actually found myself wondering how Joe had managed to get her to marry him. That night when Joe and Lori came to my place, I noticed that she was wearing a nice pair of shorts and a button-up blouse that fit her breasts tastefully but just right in order to emphasize that this sexy young bride had at least B-cup sized breasts. I found myself lost in imagining Lori knocked up and pregnant. I found myself wishing I was the horny man who could have the chance to knock her. “So your cunt IS worthless, and you agree you just deserve getting taken in your asshole?” I asked provocatively. She bucked as Triss arched his hips up, thrusting in deep. “Aaaah, I… I…” she stammered. I raised my eyebrows. “Oh,” I said casually, “or maybe you want to get fucked in your piss slit too?” She gasped for air for a moment, drooling slightly, before she could answer. “Please miss,” she begged. “Please fuck.