. mai aksar mausi ke ghar jata tha use dekhane kya maal thi o.. use dekh ke mooth marta tha..maine bahut koshish ki par mausi ko bol nahi paya..ek din...mai mausi ke ghar gaya o akeli thi kitchen me khana bana rahithi.. maine socha accha moka hai mai waha gaya or usase bate karne laga.. uska pallu side me aa gaya tha uski bajah se uske boobs ka mujhe darshan hua.. o dekhake mera lauda tight ho gaya..Mai control nahi kar paya.. mai uske aur paas gaya… o thoda picche hati to mera lauda uske gaand. "Now, bitch..." Tyler commanded wearily, his tone hinting that he wanted this to move along faster. Ashley leaned down and opened her mouth, only inches away from his shrinking prick, but Tyler felt she was again moving too slow. He shoved his member into her mouth while grabbing onto the back of her head to quicken her pace even further. Coughing, the younger twin almost gagged. She couldn't believe she was being forced to continue her night of torture while Amber merely watched, waiting for. We say goodbye and walk out of the bar. The lights of the city hide the stars. We stroll down the city streets until we hit the stairway of the canal. I grab your hand and say, “come on”. Walking by the canal, you notice the lights shining against the water. You lean in and wrap your arm against mine. Walking together, arm and arm, places a small smile on your face. “What’s that for” I asked. “Oh, no reason” you answer. Before long we end up at a large. And sometimes ... sometimes it got hard and I wanted to give in, wanted to drown.But I had Bean.She was the light at the end of the tunnel, my reason for living. I thought of her, this little girl, so innocent, so helpless, so... mine. Never, not ever, would she feel alone. I’d always be there for her, and hell, I was a strong woman; if I could fill the role of a mother, I could damn well fill the role of a father too. What was there to it? Teach your kid how to throw a ball? Talk about how.