Maine uska haath apne lund aur andkoshon par ferte huye kaha,” Bitiya rani, teri maa issko lund kehti thi, aur aaj tu apni maa ka sathaan le rahi ha..., to fir meri bitiya rani issko kiya kahe gi? Bol meri beti, tere haath mein papa ka kaun sa ang hai aur yeh aaj kiya karne ja raha hai, shabash beti bol kiya hai tere haath mein?” Mera lund aur bhi akad chuka tha aur Kanchan ki komal unglian ussko pyar se jakadey hui thee, aur Kanchan ne sharmatey huiye kaha,” Ohh papa, kion mujhe besharami ki. Her face just dropped when she heard some ofthe comments that she had made. "Never play around with a geek. I thinkany attorney would find this an easy case with this, don't you?"She just couldn't answer, she just sat back and loosened her tie a bitmore. She was mine. "Now I brought this to you attention in private sothat you could have a chance to do the right thing and save your ass." I'm sorry Mischelle, what do I need to do?" First of all from this point on you'll address me as. On a Saturday afternoon she was at home too but my Dad and two sisters were at work.As usual she was half laying, half sitting in her armchair drinking a mug of tea and watching TV to the right of me. As usual she rested her tea on her extremely large stomach which was covered by a thin cotton dress. The dress had ridden up her more than ample thighs and I was faced with a huge amount of bare fleshy thigh. Her legs were huge! They were so big that even with knees wide apart as they usually. I held her hand and led her to the break room where most everyone was just finishing lunch. I sat her down at a table in the center of the room, I then took out a ring box from my pocket and opened it to her. ‘Monica James, I love you very much and I want to live the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?’ The whole room broke out in applause and whistles, but when I looked into her eyes, I saw only tears. Oh well I tried, I couldn’t blame her but I thought if I asked her in front of the.