Ka kuch kamm bhi tha to muje gawe me 1 mahine tak rahana tha agar ahemadabad me hota to yaha to bahot sari ladakiya or bhabhi he chudai karane ke liye...magar gawe me to me naya tha magar gawe mere liye swarg jesa bann gaya tha wo to aap aage padhoge pata chal jayega to jish din mukkadar huwa tha me gawe ke liye nikal gaya me apani bike leke gaya tha to karib 3 ouar ka rasta he gawe ka ahemadabad se to me 3 ghante me to gawe pahoch gaya or jabb ghar me entry li to padosh wali payal mere ghar parr. Now, the night was so silent with a good amount of moon light, Kumar could hear the “hissing” noise his mom was making while peeing. He shifted his look towards the bush where he could see his Mom’s posture with a sight of her fair, hairy leg, silky soft and sexy thighs that had lots of flesh in it. Kalyani was ashamed by her act (i.e. Peeing in front of his son with a hissing noise after what she saw a while ago).Now, Kumar who was waiting there walked towards his mom and stood side by. She. “Help me break this up, please.”Between the two of us we wrestled Chuck, who was on top of the two-man pile, away from Owen and dragged him away. Alf pinned Chuck’s arms to his back and I stepped between Chuck and Owen who was getting up, and I saw he had a bloody lip and bloody nose.“Are we done?” I asked.“He broke my nose!” Owen complained.“We’ll get you to the ER in a minute. But are we done fighting?”“I’ll fucking kill him!” Chuck growled menacingly.“Alf, take Chuck someplace to cool off.. "Can I go shopping with you and pick out some clothes that match?"Clothes that matched was really a new concept for me, but I was game. My charge card got quite a workout, but it was worth it and I learned what a body shirt was and my pants seemed a lot snugger than before. She really knew her stuff. It was quite a transformation. Thats when I figured out that the right clothes really do make a difference.Now that I was dressed for the world, I started to think about all the places I would love.