Fir vo muje bed room me le gai or ulta so gai uss din un hone t shirt or track pehna tha….Mene malam liya or un ki t shirt k adar hath dal k lagane ...agaSayad aunty ko achha lag raha tha or un k badan ko chhu k mera bhi khada ho gaya tha….Utne me aunty bol padi agar tume thik se nai ho raha to t shirt or upar kardo…Ye sun ke me heran ho gaya or mene un ki t shirt upar kardi….Ab un ka pura pichee ka badan mere samne dikh raha tha or white colour ki bra bhi….Mene socha itna achha moka me hath se. I poked my head in, “Want some company?” “Sure I could suck one more.” I walked in shut the door, I did not want an audience this time, I got on the bed beside him, he was tall I would say six foot two, one hundred and sixty five pounds, beautiful eyes, and a handsome face, full lips, beautiful white teeth, his nose was perfect on his face, but his eyes are what drew you to him he could make me submit to anything with just a look. We lay there for a few minutes, neither of us moved, finally I. That made him laugh some more.Soon they repositioned themselves, with Alan's shoulders backed up against the headboard of the bed and a couple pillows. Susan was kneeling up on top of her son, where her breasts could dangle within easy reach of his face, so they could try suckling and fucking at the same time. The problem was, she had both of her hands on his chest and shoulders to steady herself while straddling him, but he had both hands on her dangling breasts, and neither of them could. I want my partner to see and hear and use a gun like he did when I met him.“I’ll help you, Duncan.”“Thanks, Eli. I knew I was hurt more than I let on, but I thought it would go away. I don’t want to be a burden to you, with all you got going on and all the plans you’re making. I’ll be alright and if I don’t get to marshal anymore, I’ll find something else to do.”“You’ll be a United States Marshal, Duncan. I need you and Moses watchin my back. I’m not going to let you just quit, we’re gonna.