Oo,oo,,karte huwe jhatka khane lagi mai samajh gya rubi jhar rahi thi,tabhi sardar meri patni ki chutar ko lund par kach kcha kar chap kar chikh utha�...�”le rani mera bhiii….leeeee”maine dekha sardar apna chutar pura upar utha kar jhatka khane laga,,uff sardar karib do mint tak lagatai jhatka khata raha jab ke mai to 2-4 second me hi thanda ho jata tha,,jab tak sardar jhatka khata raha meri patni fus fusati rai””uuuuf bap re bap,bas raza bas pura bhar gya,hai alla bahar girao,,lekin sardar pura. Sudcliffe's room?" Just a moment please. I'll connect you."I almost yelled, "Wait a second! Is that Mr. Terry Sudcliffe?" No, I'm sorry it's not." Oh, it must be Bob Sudcliffe's room." I said glibly."Yes, do you want me to connect you?" No. I'm looking for Terry Sudcliffe. Goodbye." I said as I hung up.Now I knew that Bob Sudcliffe was staying at the Grand Hyatt.As I grabbed my car keys I thought, okay, I'll just go down there and collect some information.Arriving at the hotel, I walked into. “This is my wife Rachel.”Commander Lewis had arranged for them to use the Deputy Commander’s conference room. The room was bright with the late afternoon sun and was dominated by a large rectangular polished wood table.Once everyone was seated in comfortable arm chairs at one end of the table they sat silently as Dillon poured water all around. He examined the earnest-looking young man. He had looked very young when he walked into the conference room with the equally young woman on his arm. The. We all met at a pub not far from our old secondary, laughing and giggling and it was weird to see my old classmates, kitted out like whores and we all agreed the theme was a big turn on, no wonder the guys all got the wrong idea, they were right about our cunts wanting attention.By the end of the night I was so drunk I just wanted to go home and sleep. Some of the hardier specimens wanted to go to a night club and have extra curricular fun, including my cousin, who was desperate to meet up with.